Domineering Love
Chapter 223 - 223 223 Its All Retribution

Chapter 223: Chapter 223: It’s All Retribution Chapter 223: Chapter 223: It’s All Retribution On the way back to the hotel, Cherish Turner finally fell asleep in the car due to exhaustion. William Griffith drove while looking at Cherish’s haggard sleeping face, sometimes really feeling like a jerk for pursuing a woman to this point—truly ridiculous.

If word got out that he was so bad at pursuing women, it would really not befit his CEO identity. But what could he do? Even if clumsy, as long as Cherish Turner was by his side, he could soldier on.

Though the little brat’s methods were wrong this time, at least it helped him gain an opportunity, and his pain was not in vain.

William Griffith carried Cherish into the hotel, but at the door to Cherish’s room, he saw someone he shouldn’t have—Daniel Peacock.

William Griffith didn’t have any good feelings towards this man. Though his own way of monopolizing Cherish was not honorable, he was very disdainful of Daniel Peacock’s affection for Cherish.

“What are you here for?”

When Daniel Peacock saw it was William Griffith, his arrogance diminished somewhat. His words were no longer as forceful as before.

But when it came to Cherish Turner, he still wanted to fight for her. After all, he had reached a consensus with Chloe Turner.

Chloe wanted William Griffith, while he wanted Cherish.

“Chloe Turner is back; I didn’t expect you could still stay by Cherish Turner’s side like this. President Griffith, aren’t you afraid that one day Cherish will find out everything? Originally, you were engaged to Chloe Turner; you should have married her. Do you want to tell Cherish that on your wedding night, due to the influence of drugs, you mistook your target and forced yourself on her, then let her accept you? Don’t forget, at that time, the person she loved was me. Do you really want her to remember that past she doesn’t want to think about?”

As expected, this matter was William Griffith’s Achilles heel; no matter when or who brought it up, he couldn’t remain indifferent.

But William Griffith wasn’t without his own trump card.

He glanced at Cherish Turner’s sleeping face and warned, “Daniel Peacock, there are some words I only say once. After I say them, if you cross the line again, don’t blame me for being rude.”

Because of his words, Daniel Peacock’s momentum weakened. But he had no way out anymore; he could not bear to lose another Cherish Turner in his life.

“Did I really mistake the target back then? Or did you deliberately send her to me? For this point, I think you, Daniel Peacock, know better in your heart.”

And this was one of the key reasons why William Griffith didn’t want to bring up the past again.

A seventeen-year-old girl in the prime of her youth, infatuated with the idea of marrying a good man. However, this man, unbeknownst to her, had long been scheming against her—at the cost of her own wellbeing, just for personal gain.

Daniel Peacock, the true culprit.

“You’re talking nonsense, William Griffith; you’re talking nonsense! I don’t understand what you’re saying!” Daniel Peacock’s ugly deeds were exposed, and naturally, he felt uncomfortable. His hypocritical mask was torn off, and he looked ashamed of himself.

“Chloe Turner knew I wouldn’t marry her, so she schemed to trap me, drugged me. But she didn’t expect that by a twist of fate, in order to secure your graduate school recommendation, you were willing to offer your own girlfriend to your mentor. I can only say that everything you have now is truly deserved.”

Even now, William Griffith felt terrified. Every day and night, he thought about what would have happened if the person who walked into the wrong room back then wasn’t him—what would Cherish Turner’s life be like now? It was heartbreaking just thinking about it.