Good bye You Never Love Me

Chapter 675 Saved A Pitiful Woman

Chapter 675 Saved a Pitiful Woman

Melissa noticed Martha's blush and bantered, "Well, it seems that you have to thank me, otherwise you

wouldn't have had such a pleasant night."

Martha rolled her eyes at her best friend in annoyance upon hearing those words.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered so much. My waist still aches until now."

"Me too."

Melissa was somewhat speechless, and recalled Martha's reminders before they went to a male model

show.

She stretched out her hand and pressed her sore waist vigorously, feeling deeply sad.

"If I had known earlier, I would have listened to you yesterday and would not have gone to see that

male model performance."

Eden had caught her in the act. She might not have an easy time in the near future.

Thinking of this, Melissa wailed again.

Martha stretched out her hand and pinched Melissa's arm, "It's too late to repent, Melissa!"

"Hmph, I won't go next time."

While Melissa said that she would not go next time, she couldn't help but recall the performance she

saw last night.

"By the way, our trip is worth it. At least I saw a bunch of muscular men doing flirtatious movements to

me."

"Unfortunately, in this life, I might not have a chance to see it again."

Martha raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile, "Tell me, if I were to tell Eden what you

just said, how do you think he would react?"

"Martha, are we still best friends?"

Melissa put her hands on her hips and looked at Martha with an angry expression.

After exchanging a few more words in the bathroom, the two of them left and returned to their private

room.

...

Later, after a group of five continued to visit two places according to the plan, they met a pitiful person

after they finished dinner at a hotel.

Except for Stefan, they went downstairs to get into the car. When Stefan went to the bathroom, he

accidentally bumped into a girl.

"I'm sorry."

Stefan frowned, and he took a step back, pulling away from the girl.

The girl raised her eyes and looked at him pitifully, bit her lip and shook her head slightly, "It doesn't

matter."

"Stop, where are you going!"

The next second, the girl's hand was grabbed by a man reeking of alcohol. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

The girl waved her hands in panic, "Let go of me. Let me go."

"If you don't drink with me today, believe it or not, I will report what you've done to your superior."

A man with a beer belly and reeking of alcohol stared at the girl in front of him with narrowed eyes.

Stefan felt disgusted and was about to turn around and leave when the girl grabbed onto his sleeve.

"Please, help me."

Stefan stared coldly at the girl, wanted to shake off her hand, and leave.

But he suddenly remembered that he bumped into this girl when he was just going out, and now he

could help her as a compensation.

He thought this in his mind and he acted accordingly.

Stefan stared coldly at the potbellied man standing in front of him, his tone full of indifference.

"Let go of her hand."

"You brat, who are you to order me around?" The beer-bellied man puffed out his chest arrogantly as

he looked down on Stefan who only had good looks.

In the next second, the man was kicked firmly on the body.

"I don't like repeating myself."

After Stefan said this indifferently, he took out his mobile phone and dialed up the hotel manager's

number.

"Come over here immediately."

After saying this, he hung up the phone and looked at the pot-bellied man who collapsed on the ground

and howled in disgust.

The man with a big belly wailed in pain, and said aggressively, "Wait, I will definitely not let you go."

Stefan's eyes darkened slightly, he stared at the man on the ground coldly, a sneer curled up at the

corner of his mouth.

Wait? How long has it been since someone dared act so arrogantly before him?

At this time, the pot-bellied man struggled to get up.

Despite feeling chills run down his spine from meeting Stefan's gaze, he didn't want to lose face in front

of that girl. So even though it was difficult for him to stand up straight due to pain, he managed it.

The beer-bellied guy struggled back onto feet, turned towards his subordinates, and smiled

contemptuously.

"Now I will let you see how tough I am."

"Master, are you alright?"

His subordinate in the lead walked over quickly and helped him stand steady.

He waved his hand and said angrily, "Quick, teach this ignorant brat a lesson."

"Yes," his subordinates responded respectfully and rushed towards Stefan.

But before they could do anything to Stefan, a group of men in black rushed up.

Seeing the hotel manager coming, the potbellied man suddenly felt emboldened and looked at him with

dissatisfaction.

"Mr. Thompson, can any random guy have dinner in your hotel?"

Mr. Thompson gave the potbellied man a meaningful look and then led his men to protect Stefan.

Seeing this scene, the potbellied man froze in place.

The overweight man was stunned by what he saw. He thought he had seen pity in Mr. Thompson's

eyes for him.

Does this man who Mr. Thompson protects have a powerful backing?

In the next second, Mr. Thompson turned around and looked at Stefan nervously, "Mr. Harrison, I'm

sorry for being late."

"I don't want any more trouble on my journey," said Stefan coldly as he looked at Mr. Thompson.

Mr. Thompson nodded respectfully, and replied seriously, "Yes."

Stefan pursed his lips and walked away.

The pot-bellied man's subordinates immediately stepped forward, trying to block Stefan's way, but the

men brought by Mr. Thompson stopped the potbellied man first.

The potbellied man frowned with displeasure, and an angry voice sounded in the corridor, "Mr.

Thompson, what do you mean?"

At this moment, Stefan had walked downstairs, followed closely by the girl whom he just helped out.

The girl followed him because her intuition told her that he was a powerful man. If she could win him

over, then she didn't have to worry about money for the rest of her life.

After they left, Mr. Thompson's indifferent voice said, "Master Darrell, you offended someone you can't

afford to mess with today."

"Who is he?" Darrell was a little bit uneasy. He had never heard of that man before.

Mr. Thompson looked at him coldly and his icy voice said, "You don't deserve to know who he is."

He turned to his men standing beside him and waved his hand. "Take them away."

"Yes," the men responded respectfully, and they all stepped forward and took Darrell Gaines and his

subordinates away.

Darrell frowned angrily and shouted loudly, "Let go of me! Alfie Thompson, how dare you treat me like

this? If my dad finds out about this, you won't get away with it!"

Alfie's face darkened, and he glanced displeased at Darrell.

His man got his signal, raised his hand and knocked Darrell unconscious before dragging him away.

...

On the other side, just as Stefan walked to the lobby, he saw his wife and friends waiting for him.

Martha took a step forward, looking into his eyes with concern.

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"I ran into small trouble but it has been resolved," Stefan responded indifferently, taking his wife's hand,

"Let's go to the next attraction now?"

Martha heard what Stefan said but her gaze looked towards the woman standing behind Stefan.

The girl was wearing a black short skirt with delicate feature. Her slightly red eyes made her look pitiful.

Stefan soon noticed Martha's gaze, turned his head, followed her line of sight, and saw the girl

standing behind him at a glance.

He frowned slightly, his cold and ruthless voice saying, "Is there anything else?"

The girl looked at Stefan pitifully, her eyes filled with gratitude...