CHAPTER 77: CHAPTER 77: YOU’RE MORE HANDSOME, TALLER, AND RICHER THAN HIM

"Are we going to smash?"

Zane Sterling was seeking her opinion.

If she nodded, today’s wedding might not happen.

She knew he would definitely do it.

Beating women, pinning Henry Quinn to the ground, dislocating arms and legs, destroying hands...

Wherever she pointed, he would hit; it was no joke.

Sophia Lowell gently shook her head and snuggled into his arms.

"You need to keep your hands clean to count money, don’t dirty them."

He lifted his lips in a smile, agreed with a "Okay," and said no more.

The driver was getting a bit impatient, and the photographer was urging them to get in the car.

Zane Sterling and Sophia Lowell sat in the last row, squeezing forward.

Even though the back was empty, no one dared to sit in the last row.

Neither side greeted each other.

Once in the car, there was no sense of awkwardness; out of sight, out of mind.

The car started to move.

The scenery along the way was beautiful.

There were cypress trees on both sides of the road, with the road winding around the lake, offering a unique flavor.

"What did Tim Sawyer say to you today?" Sophia couldn’t help but ask.

"She said she still likes me and wants to pursue me."

"Oh, what did you say?"

"What do you think I said? Hmm?"

As Zane Sterling lowered his head, he accidentally saw Henry Quinn’s gaze in the rearview mirror.

Henry Quinn was looking at them through the rearview mirror.

"Are you going to be swayed?" Sophia.

Zane Sterling chuckled softly and asked, "Was last night not enough to make you like me? Making you have this thought?"

The blush on her face crept from her neck to her ears.

She had a bit to drink last night; her courage was magnified infinitely, feeling as though she’d done everything aside from murder and arson.

She wanted to explain something, but was silenced by his hot, wet kiss.

"!!"

This is outdoors, in public view!

Although the last row had only the two of them, this blatant display...

She carefully yet forcefully pushed him away.

His hands held her even tighter.

Sophia Lowell was no match for his strength.

But he was gentle, unhurried, tasting lightly, seemingly teasing her on purpose.

Sophia Lowell was afraid at first, but she gradually forgot about the surroundings and started to become proactive.

He chuckled lightly, ending the kiss that tickled the heart.

She felt she’d been played, hurriedly covered her lips, moved to a seat far from him.

Zane Sterling just laughed without saying anything.

All their movements were witnessed by Henry Quinn through the rearview mirror.

Her charm, her affection...

Like doing the most ordinary things with a long-loved partner.

Henry Quinn’s eyes were red, tugging at his necktie, swallowing hard.

His heart filled with hatred!

This woman was clearly his before!

How could she forget their five years of relationship so quickly!

Absolutely impossible!

He wanted to raise a fist, pinning the man behind to the ground, torturing endlessly! Begging for mercy!

But he could do nothing.

Only repent—

The car stopped near their lodge.

Zane Sterling got off first, dragging the suitcase, with Sophia Lowell following, proactively holding his hand.

Everyone’s gazes were fixed on the two of them.

Only Sienna Lawson, who kept silent, stared at Henry Quinn.

Henry Quinn looked at their backs, eyes tearing up.

"Is that Sophia Lowell? Just broke up with Henry Quinn and instantly hooked a rich guy?"

"They can actually book a room here? This is a place even wealthy people might not get into!"

"I wonder if that man’s skills are as good as his background."

Hehe...

The bridesmaids whispered amongst themselves.

Henry Quinn suppressed the anger in his heart.

This venue was booked two months in advance.

Couldn’t get a reservation for a room, but now, he can just casually stay here!

Wonder whether it’s really the strong connections, or did Sophia hook up with this man before breaking up with him?

The more he thought, the angrier he got!

Sienna Lawson seemed carefree.

If this scene could make Henry give up, that would be ideal!

Zane Sterling glanced at the refreshed little lady beside him.

"Mrs. Sterling held my hand proactively, to show him?"

"If I said it was just to show them, would you be angry?"

He remained silent, feeling slightly down.

She continued, "Mr. Sterling, you may not quite understand yourself."

"Oh?"

"You’re more handsome, taller, richer than him; you should be more confident."

He nodded with satisfaction at the praise, gradually stopping.

"Does Mrs. Sterling like me even a little?"

Sophia Lowell raised her eyes, meeting his almond eyes, her heart raced, and a blush spread across her face.

"No."

She mumbled, her ears turning red beyond measure.

Zane Sterling saw her flushed cheeks, knowing she was being stubborn.

He leaned over, lifting her up in one arm.

She screamed, the sudden suspension scared her into wrapping her arms around his neck.

He took away his prize like a bandit.

The other guests who just got off the sightseeing car looked at the scene, unable to hide the awkwardness growing in their eyes.

Henry Quinn merely glanced, his heels like lead, unable to return to reality for a long time.

Sophia, wait a bit longer...

"Henry Quinn, seen enough? Today is your wedding day, your ex is with another man in the bridal chamber, isn’t it blissful for everyone?"

Clay Gable lit a cigarette, half-squinting, blew out a puff of smoke, and poured cold water on him.

"Uncle—" Sienna Lawson gritted her teeth.

Clay Gable didn’t give her a good look, casting a glance her way.

"Your man is probably just an empty shell, right? Don’t end up selling yourself and counting money for others."

Henry Quinn heard this, his facial muscles trembling as he spoke, "Uncle can’t just say such things."

He didn’t reply, casting a white-eye at Sienna Lawson, and resumed his seat on the sightseeing car.

Sienna Lawson glanced at Henry Quinn.

She gambled, betting she could win back Henry Quinn’s heart.

She clashed with her family, threatening with her life; they couldn’t resist and had to agree.

She didn’t believe that after having a child, Henry wouldn’t return, wouldn’t care for the child’s sake?

——

"Unlock..."

Upon entering, he hugged her from behind.

Clothes scattered on the ground, the bedroom too quiet.

The sounds were full of ambiguity.

"Did you bring it?"

Zane Sterling brushed her lower back, his eyes clouded, voice hoarse.

"What?"

"T."

Her face turned red.

While packing clothes today, she hesitated by the nightstand for several seconds.

Debating whether to take it or not.

In the end, she blushed and grabbed a box.

Zane Sterling smiled slightly, found and opened it from the suitcase.

"How many do you want to use tonight?"

"..."

Her breath was ragged, unwilling to answer his question.

He always found ways to make people say embarrassing things.

Looking ascetic and disciplined during the day, he was a wolf in sheep’s clothing behind closed doors.

"Not speaking? Then use them all, save the hassle of taking them back, it’s troublesome..."

"..."

How heavy can this thing be?