Revenge On Her Ex After Rebirth
Chapter 444 An Awkward Situation

Chapter 444 An Awkward Situation

Martina began to cry, but she was adamant.

Manuel unconsciously clenched his fist. He watched her clothes fall to the floor piece by piece.

She didn't wear much in the first place. After a while, she was down to her underwear.

His leg had not healed and it was very difficult for him to get up. But he still struggled to get up from the sofa and tried to stop her.

As soon as he walked to her, her bra fell off. Martina suddenly rushed into his arms.

Manuel was standing on the ground with only one foot and he was not steady, plus she pushed him with some strength, and as a result, they suddenly fell to the ground.

He lay down on the ground and she was on top of him. The next second, she kissed him on the face with some eagerness. Probably because she was afraid that he would say no. And Manuel surely refused. He pushed against her with his hand. No sooner had he caught her arm than the door was opened.

Susan saw such a hot scene.

If this was not his home, she could never believe that one of those two people on the ground was Manuel, who was grabbing the woman in front of him.

This was a bad time. And now Susan's presence was disturbing them.

Manuel saw her and so did Martina.

Susan realized the woman was Martina until Martina turned her head.

Since they got divorced, Susan was worried about him being lonely. Sure enough, she was worried for nothing.

Manuel never lacked wooers.

Martian was one of them and she was a little crazy.

Susan spoke, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. I just came back to pack up my things."

Now that they were divorced, it was time for her to clean her stuff out of this house. After having dinner with Henry, she decided to pick up her things. She always thought it was a little strange to leave them here. On second thought, she decided to take it tonight.

She should have called him before she came.

It was embarrassing.

"It doesn't seem like a good time." Susan added, "I'll come back tomorrow."

"No need to do that," Manuel said bluntly.

He picked up his stick, pushed Martina away, and got up.

Martina also stood up with her hands wrapping around her chest. Manuel picked up her coat to help her cover her body with some difficulty and then took her to the sofa. From beginning to end, he did not look at Susan. He just said, "You could pack first."

What did he mean?

Did he mean that when she finished, they could go on?

Susan gritted her teeth. It was none of her business whoever Manuel was with. She felt upset just because she found he had always been deceiving her. She used to think that their divorce would make him depressed for a long time. It seemed she was overthinking it.

Susan quickly packed up her things. She was eager to go and she didn't want to disturb anyone.

Soon, she brought her two suitcases out.

"I've finished," she said.

Manuel nodded.

"Sorry to bother you," Susan said politely.

Then she left with her stuff. She went resolutely, without any trace of nostalgia or emotion.

It was just awkward.

The door closed.

Martina looked at Manuel. He looked aloof as always.

He said, "You should go back as well."

"Manuel..."

"I also felt that after the divorce, I should try to start a new relationship, so I accepted your approach. But I've tried and I can't do that, at least now I can't."

"Do you still like her? Henry and Susan have been together and they have had sex. Why on earth do you still think about her?" Martina roared.

Did they ever have sex?

He didn't think so.

Because Henry owned 20 per cent of Phillips Bank's shares, and he promised not to sleep with her.

But it didn't matter to him at this time. He was just thinking about something.

He said, "You should leave."

"Manuel, I don't need you to like me and I don't need you to take responsibility."

"If you want to be with me, it doesn't have to be this way."

Martina looked at him.

"Don't be so cheap." Manuel said, "Be good to yourself."

He was also telling himself. When he finished, he walked into his room on the crutch, closed the door, and locked it.

He looked at the mess in the room. Susan had cleaned up her stuff thoroughly.

...

Susan carried two big suitcases downstairs.

Henry was waiting for her there.

She did not want Henry to go up with her for she was afraid it would bring him some mental burden.

She did think a lot for Henry, out of instinct, as if it was an instinctive desire to treat him better. But for Manuel, she never had this idea. This, she thought, must be because she loved Henry but not Manuel. Henry saw Susan. He came forward to take the suitcases over her and put them in the trunk. Then they got in the car and left together.

"What's wrong? You don't look well." Asked Henry.

"Nothing." Susan smiled lightly. She didn't even know she looked bad.

"I saw some embarrassing scenes."

"What?" Henry seemed interested.

"Just kidding." Susan laughed it off. She did not want to say too much to him about Manuel. And she changed the subject and talked about something else.

They arrived at Jadeite Apartments. Henry helped her bring the suitcases into the house.

"It's getting late now. You should take some good rest. I'll go home." Henry said.

Susan nodded and asked him, "Can't you stay?"

Henry had been with her almost every day since she moved out, but he returned to his house every night.

Wasn't it normal for modern young couples to live together before marriage?

"You just had a miscarriage. I don't want to do anything that might hurt you."

"We can live together and don't have sex."

"You give men too much credit. Men can't help themselves in bed." Henry chuckled, "Tomorrow is another day and we will have ample time."

Susan pursed her lips.

"I'll be with you every day. Don't be so depressed."

Susan nodded. She knew Henry did that for her good.

"Have a good rest and I will see you tomorrow."

"See you."

Susan watched him leave. She could not say how she felt now. She seemed not too sad, but not happy as well. Anyway, she was a lot calmer than she thought.

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