Inside Room 505.
A thin lacy red dress and a pair of women's undergarments were thrown on the floor. The dim and yellow light looked amorous. However, with the smell of blood permeating in the air, the feeling of lust was gone. Instead, the room now felt eerie.
Charles stood at the southwest corner of the room. His head was lowered, so his expression was unclear. However, his half-naked chest, the blush on his face, and his prominent veins explained everything.
âIâll call two people over.â When she saw the clothes on the floor, Marie lifted her eyebrows. There was surprise in her clear eyes. Then, she averted her gaze and turned around to walk away.
Charles lifted her head to look at her. There was a coldness in his hoarse voice. âNo need.â
âHow are you going to take care of this,then?â Marie stopped in her tracks and turned back around. She glanced at the spot under his stomach and above his waistline.
After she said that, Charles lifted the glass shard and stabbed his leg a few more times. Then, he threw the shard to the floor. After that, he limped to the sofa and sat down.
The blood drenched his pants and flowed down to his leather shoes, then to the floor. In a flash, a pool of blood formed on the floor. It was a horrifying sight.
Marie parted her red lips slightly. She had seen Charles being ruthless with other people, but now she witnessed him doing the same to himself. She was quite shocked.
He just needed to find a woman for him to ease the pain. He did not need to do this.
âTch!â Marie did not say anything much. She took out her phone and asked someone to prepare the car. Then, she asked two more people to help Charles into the car.
After she made the call, someone kicked the door open from outside.
Sterling came in shirtless, and his face was dark. He did not look at Marie. He rubbed his hands together and charged toward Charles who was on the sofa.
âIs Mr. White not in a good mood today?â Marie blocked him. âDo you need me to ask a few girls to chat or sing with you?â
Sterling did not have the mood to talk rubbish with her. He ran his fingers through his hair and roared, âF*ck off!â
âOh? Such a big temper. What if I refuse?â Marieâs provoking voice was laced with seduction. She squinted her eyes slightly. She looked like a lazy cat.
Sterling was grinding his teeth together at her behavior. âThis is between me and that bastard. Donât get involved in this. If you donât f*ck off, donât blame me if I do anything to you. I donât have the stupid behavior of not hitting women!â
Click.
At this time, the door was opened.
The security Marie called was here.
The three security guards looked at the lingerie and womenâs underwear on the ground before looking at a bleeding Charles.
Then, they looked at the shirtless Sterling who was arguing with Marie. They were stunned. They could not figure out what had happened.
âGood. I also donât have the stupid habit of not taking advantage of a smaller group of people. If you hurt me, Iâll make you leave this place on a stretcher.â Marie blinked and touched Sterlingâs face. âWhat do you think?â
Sterling removed her hand from his face. His face turned green. It was as if he had been touched by something filthy. He kept on rubbing the place where she had touched.
Marie was not bothered. She watched him with a smile on her face.
âCharles, why are you hiding behind a woman?â Sterling spat on the ground and pointed at Charles. His eyes were red. âCome up here and let me beat you up if you have the guts.â
Before Charles could say anything, Marie laughed. âMr. White, youâre so interesting. Why would Mr. Harris let you beat him up?â
âHe should know why!â Sterling said to Marie and turned around to look at Charles. His eyes were filled with anger and hatred. âCharles Harris, you f*cking threw Soph out while she was naked! You didnât even give her any clothing. Are you asking her to die?â
When she heard this, Marie lifted her eyebrow. She wanted to say something, but when Charles looked at her, she closed her mouth.
Charles stood up and walked to Sterling with a trail of blood behind him. His handsome face was pale. However, his manner was as imposing as ever. âYou two shouldâve expected this when you drugged me.â
The three security guards were stunned. Their nosiness was gnawing their hearts. All three of them had their heads lowered but their ears were alert.
âIf you didnât force us into a dead end, would Sophia f*cking seduce you? Would she use such a lowly way to blackmail you?â Sterling was trembling in anger. Every muscle in his body was tensed up.
He pointed at Charles and sounded like he was sobbing. âSoph was such a cheerful person back then. After you sent her to prison for two years, she became so quiet. I never see her smile anymore!
âYou broke her leg. She canât dance anymore. She canât even go back home anymore. Sheâs also forced to accept clients in Dream Club. Sheâs even worse than a prostitute. She does not even have any dignity left. What else do you want? Huh? Will you only be happy if she dies?â
Charlesâ eyes glinted. He felt a pang of pain in his heart, but there was more unsuppressed anger than anything else. âDeath? Thatâll be too light of a punishment for her.â
âYou f*cking...â Sterlingâs eyes were red. He pushed away Marie and the guards and swung his fist at Charles.
After he landed a punch, he swung his fist again.
Charles grabbed his fist and looked at him coldly. Perhaps it was the effect of the drug or perhaps it was because he was hurt, but he could not control his emotions at all. He could not control the anger and depression in his heart.
âSophia deserves all of this. Donât try to do anything anymore. Sheâll never leave Dream Club.â
When she saw this, Marie could not hide her shock anymore. She never saw Charles showing any emotions after staying by his side for four to five years.
âPah!â Sterling escaped his grip and spat on the floor again out of anger. âEven if you have a powerful family, you wonât be able to do whatever you want.â
âIâm warning you, Charles, if you donât let go of Sophia, Iâll call the cops. If it doesnât work, Iâll make my way up. Iâll even make the lives of the gods in heaven a living hell, let along a motherf*cker like you!â
Marie could feel her temples throbbing. He was calling Charles a motherf*cker.
Charles chuckled coldly. âIndeed, I canât do whatever I want, but you drugged me and there was a camera in Sophiaâs scarf. Go on, call the cops. Iâll see who they arrest.â
âF*ck!â Sterling shouted and was about to hit Charles.
Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around!
ï¤Chapter 102 He Was Also Savage With Himself However, Charles was defensive now. He blocked his attack. Sterlingâs hands and legs were now restricted. He could not defeat Charles even if he was injured. He was beyond furious. He moved his head over and bit Charlesâ ear.
Charles moved his head away and pushed Sterling away.
âMr. White, arenât you scared of creating more trouble for Sophia by making a ruckus here?â Marie stood between the two men and said flirtatiously to Sterling. She was looking at him with half-lidded eyes.
This was the first time she saw two men fighting like this. What was the difference between this and two women fighting by hair-pulling?