Nemesis Game
Chapter 52 He is Better Than You Everywhere

What did he hear? This woman was really fond of Gabriel Baker. It turned out that all her pain was due to Gabriel? She was even calling Gabriel's name in her dreams!

When Ruben Knight realized the fact, his chest suddenly filled with an unknown fire.

He felt that the name sounded ear-piercing in his ear.

Thinking of that, Ruben pushed her away indifferently. Watching her head hit the car window, he snorted coldly.

She deserved it.

Samantha Powell moaned softly. She clutched her red and swollen forehead. She was still in the state of unconsciousness.

It was normal that she did not know about the extreme anger of the man.

There was only one person in her mind when she was in a coma and the person was Ruben.

He was the man who had run through ten years of her life. He hurt her, tortured her and abandoned her.

He let her suffer so much but the saddest thing was that all her joy was also coming from him.

When she was at the age of fifteen, the shocking glance made him an indelible trace in her heart.

She kept running to get close to him but there was a sea of burning fire all around.

He was leaving with Peyton Moore by placing his hand on her waist. He was walking further and further with an indifferent and terrifying expression on his face. When the fire sea was about to swallow her, she saw Gabriel descending from the sky.

She cried and begged him to save her!

Without Gabriel, she would have been converted to ashes long time ago.

Samantha only felt that she was in the two states of ice and fire. She was shaking all over in the cold and also the heat made her suffer badly.

She felt that she almost unable to hold it anymore.

But suddenly, an unknown warm easily dissipated the pain from all over her body.

At night.

Ruben stood by the bed in home clothes and looked at the woman on the bed. Her sleeves were rolled up and that ugly skin was revealing again.

He didn't want to care about her. It was his kindness for not letting her go and sleep in the store room but he had that damn compassion again. So, he called his family doctor to come over and take a look on her. Gabriel's woman, what did it matter to him?

He stepped forward and looked at her carefully.

Why did he feel that the wound on her wrist looked so familiar?

However, he couldn't remember where he had seen it at that particular moment.

She got a flower tattoo. Was she trying to conceal something?

Ruben slowly sat on the bed. He wanted to look at her scars up close.

At that moment, the woman on the bed sat up from the bed of a sudden and panted heavily with her mouth open.

Ruben was taken aback. He raised his eyes slightly, "Awake?"

Samantha hadn't recovered her consciousness and she almost being scared and laid down again when she saw the up close handsome face at her front.

"Why are you here?" Her mind was still blurred after sleeping for such a long time and so she questioned him first just as she woke up.

Ruben, who was questioned by her looked like in a bad mood. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line and his eyes looked very cold, "If it is not me, who do you think it will be?"

For a moment, he felt that he was nosy, he should not care about whether Samantha was alive or dead. He should just throw her to the hospital!

Samantha was pressing her chest with her hand. When she was sober, she looked at her surrounding environment. She was stunned.

He brought her back to the Knight's house.

Ruben spit out a few words coldly and continued to question her aggressively, "How? Were you disappoint? It's not the Gabriel who you are thinking of so you are sad? Huh?"

What did her attitude mean? What did she mean that why was it he?

Who else could it be if it wasn't him? Or, who did she wish to see?

Gabriel?

Samantha made things clear finally. She put her hand on her forehead and said weakly, "I don't know what you are talking about. No matter who I am thinking, does this have anything to do with Mr. Knight?" She might have caught a cold so Ruben took her to the doctor.

But even if Ruben saved her, what did he mean by asking her on that?

The corners of Ruben's lips were tight and he became more furious, "You are in the Knight's house now. There is no Gabriel here you want to see. He is such a good man, you can go replace him!" Samantha headache was so severe that her voice became hoarse. However, she didn't want to be defeated so she replied, "Mr. Knight don't have to tell me, I know Gabriel is excellent."

Her fingers clenched the bedding tightly and the coolness spread a little bit in her heart.

If Gabriel compared with him, how could Gabriel not good?

She recalled his cold-heartedness in her dream and her tears were almost finished shedding.

He didn't look back at her...no!

Just as she finished her words, the man's cold voice rang above her head.

"Heh." He sneered, "No matter how good Gabriel is, sadly..."

He squeezed her jaw and shook his head with a smile, "You don't deserve to be with him."

At that moment, the gaze in his eyes was like a cone of ice as if to poke two blood holes on Samantha's body.

At that time, Samantha realized the horror of the man.

He was cold-blooded, ruthless, cruel...

His previous performances to her was just treating her as a plaything.

She thought she was leading him into the game but he was the one who actually in control of the game!

"Now it's good that you don't pretend it anymore and go to the storeroom!" He squinted slightly and said word by word.

Ruben glanced at her and got his hand back slowly. He put his hand in his trouser pocket, turned and stepped out of the bedroom.

Samantha twisted her eyebrows. She could only feel a pain in her chest which almost made her unable to breathe. Her eyes were sour and teary but she tried her best to hold her sobs.

She lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. Then, she followed his footsteps and walked out of her room.

"Even if you don't say it, I certainly know the place that people like me should stay. From now on, I will never stain the floor of your Knight's house."

Samantha's back was straight and she looked at Ruben's stalwart back. His heart seemed to be filled with sadness and cold emotions.

She was just a plaything in his eyes.

Could she win him?

Suddenly, Samantha lost her confidence.

"You have thought too much, how can you defile my Knight's house?" Ruben leaned on the guardrail on the second floor, his vision was like a blade. He meant that she didn't know clearly about her own identity. Did she worth for it?

Her stride halted and her fingers thrust into her flesh.

Yes, she did not worth for it.

She had made her decision to pick the path of entering the entertainment industry so she was destined to endure their doubts and malicious slander. Even if she actually had nothing to do with Gabriel but Gabriel had already become the big benefactor behind her.

She was the superior person who got higher position by sleeping with other men.

Back in the storeroom again, she suddenly felt that she had used to the damp atmosphere there.

Maybe, she was born to stay in such a dark place.

Samantha was lying on the hard wooden board. Her eyes swept across her palm and her wound had healed.

She sighed slightly. She hadn't eaten anything today and she's starving with dizziness now.

She wanted to replace something to eat but she was afraid to meet Ruben when she went out.

Thinking of seeing him, she would rather just remained starving.

She was fine with forbearance.

The door of the storeroom was knocked suddenly and Dillon walked in.

"Miss Powell, you just got sick. This is the porridge I made for you. Have it while it's still hot." Dillon appeared just at the right timing.

Samantha's eyes were full of tears, "But will he punish you..."

Although she was very hungry, she didn't want to cause trouble for Dillon.

It was obvious that Ruben wanted to humiliate her and the thing that she could only do was to follow his wishes.

Dillon's expression was a little unnatural, "No worries, you can eat first. Mr. Knight was having a bad temper during this period because his wife has passed away, please bear with him."

When Samantha heard that, she couldn't help but laughed mockingly.

Would Ruben be in a bad mood due to her death?

'Don't dream about it!'

She was dead. Ruben should be celebrating happily. How could he be in a bad mood?

That was such a big joke!

"If he really put the dead person in his heart, how can he tangled with other women so quickly? Dillon, you don't need to say good things for him anymore." Samantha slurped the porridge and spoke in irony. When her words just fell, the door was slammed open.

"Who asked you to bring food for her?" Ruben's low voice was full of coldness.