His Mistress is His Ex-Wife
Chapter 88: Humiliated

Chapter 88: Humiliated

Despite Vladimir’s aloofness, Sasha tried her best to be patient with him. She thought he was just having a bad day that’s why he was grumpy and cold towards her.

She put on her gentle smile as she made another attempt to offer him her gift.

"I’ve bought this already for you. Please accept this." Sasha insisted, putting the rectangular box in Vladimir’s hand.

After saying that, she also handed the paper bag to Vladimir. "Thank you for letting me borrow this dress. I’m returning them to you."

Vladimir narrowed his eyes on her. He hated the way Sasha talked to him as if they had known each other. He never gave her a dress. Why would he do that?

"Stop this, woman. I don’t even know you. I guess you mistook me for someone. I’ve never given you a dress. Don’t be delusional." Vladimir mocked her, feeling annoyed.

He pushed her away. He put down the rectangular box on the surface of the counter, returning it to Sasha.

Sasha could no longer take it. She was hurt because Vladimir was acting like he didn’t know her. After what they did in the hotel, this guy was pretending not to know her at all.

"Stop playing with me, Mr. V. If you want me to forget what happened between us, then be frank with me. Instead of acting rudely and pretending you don’t know me at all." Sasha burst out, lashing out at him.

Her last remarks made Vladimir more irritated. How dare she raise her voice against him?

"Don’t waste my time. You are being delusional." Vladimir shook his head in dismay before turning around. It’s best for him to avoid this woman. She started spouting some nonsense.

His staff started watching them with intrigue. Sasha’s angry voice caught their attention.

Then Vladimir turned to Brandon with his warning glare, signaling him to kick Sasha out of his club.

However, before he could leave, Sasha yelled something that made him stop on his track.

"We’ve slept! How could you act like it didn’t happen?!" Sasha’s voice echoed inside the club, making everyone dumbfounded.

Vladimir’s staff looked at her with surprise. The woman just screamed that Vladimir and she had slept together. Did she mean sex?

Everyone waited for Vladimir’s response, all eyes turned on him.

"OMG, our Big Boss slept with this woman? Does Miss Athena know?"

"Who is this woman? What is her relationship with our Boss? How about Miss Athena?"

The staff began to speculate in their mind. But one thing was for sure, Vladimir’s treatment of the two women was very different. He was only sweet and affectionate towards Athena while he was so aloof and indifferent towards Sasha.

Meanwhile, Vladimir was on the verge of losing his cool. His expression was grim and he was surrounded by a chilly aura. His gaze sent shivers down their spines so his staff immediately looked away, avoiding Vladimir’s gaze.

"Damn! Our Boss is furious! What the hell is she thinking?" Brandon murmured as he glanced at Sasha worriedly.

"Kick. Her. Out. Of. Here!" Vladimir said in his commanding tone.

"Before I end up killing someone..." he added through his gritted teeth. He didn’t care what others would think, but he was more concerned about Athena learning about this. He didn’t want her to misunderstand. He never slept with a woman! But how come this woman was claiming he had slept with her?

’What a ridiculous scheme is she plotting?’ Vladimir thought to himself, clenching his fist.

Soon, Brandon intervened, grabbing Sasha’s hand as he pulled her toward the exit.

"Miss Sasha, you must go. You angered our boss." Brandon scratched his face as he smiled at her awkwardly.

Sasha was not in the mood as well. She didn’t mean to let everyone know that they slept together. But her emotions clouded her rationality. She screamed those words without thinking of the consequences.

When they reached the door, Brandon decided to talk to her about Vladimir. He was also curious as to why Sasha was claiming that she slept with his boss.

"Ma’am, are you serious with what you said inside the club? Maybe you mistook our Boss for someone. He didn’t even recognize you."

"Of course not. Why would I be mistaken? He just didn’t want to admit it," Sasha spat back at him.

"Something happened between us the night he saved me," she declared with certainty.

"Eh? Miss Sasha, I think you remembered it incorrectly because of the drug. Our Big Boss went home after his encounter with those men. I was the one who carried you and brought you back to the club. I was about to bring you to the VIP booth rented by your friends when a guy approached me. He claimed that he knew you so I let him take you." Brandon explained, wanting to clear the misunderstanding.

That was also the moment Melissa joined them. "Hey, how is it? Did Mr. V accept your gift?" she excitedly asked Sasha.

But Sasha ignored Melissa since her attention was focused on Brandon’s last words. "Who took me? Who is the guy who took me?" she repeated in her low voice. She didn’t know what to feel after hearing Brandon’s revelation. Was he just lying to support his boss?

"He is also our regular client here. His name is Timothy Wilson." Brandon replied.

Sasha’s face turned pale, her eyes widened in disbelief. She shook her head in denial. She couldn’t accept it.

"Are you sure about it?" Sasha hastily glanced at Melissa. "You saw me leave the V Club right? Who was with me at that time? Was it Mr. V?" Sasha was still hoping that Brandon was just lying to cover up for his Boss. She would only believe Melissa’s words.

"No, it’s not Mr. V. It was Timothy. He was the one who carried you out of the V Club." Melissa responded, supporting Brandon’s words.

Sasha: "..."

Sasha stumbled back when she heard that as if every ounce of her energy was drained from her. She felt like she was being played right now. Now, she also experienced being deceived by someone. Timothy made her believe that Vladimir was the one who slept with her that night. Her anger surged up inside her heart as she thought about Timothy.

’I wanna beat that guy! He deceived me! He made me a laughingstock in front of Mr. V." Sasha realized how embarrassing it was to assume that Vladimir was the guy who was with her. It was Timothy’s fault!

No wonder Vladimir didn’t recognize her; Sasha thought he was merely feigning ignorance. "Damn it! I caused a scene... Mr. V will despise me for this," she lamented inwardly. Sasha fervently wished for the ground to swallow her whole, desperate to hide her embarrassment. She had already made a poor impression on Mr. V, who had rescued her from the bad guys.

"Mel, let’s go!" Sasha didn’t want to stay there any longer. She couldn’t bear to face Vladimir after her outburst. She would just humiliate herself in front of him. ’He might be thinking I’m crazy.’

On the other hand, sensing Sasha’s distress, Melissa could only follow her. She didn’t know what happened inside the V Club. But she could tell that it didn’t go well based on Sasha’s expression.

"Where are we going now?" Melissa asked her curiously. She wanted to know what happened inside the club but Sasha looked like she didn’t want to talk about it.

"I’m going to find that bastard who caused this misunderstanding!" Sasha declared, clenching her teeth.

Melissa just blinked in amusement before nodding in understanding. ’She’s going to meet Timothy. Is it a good idea?’

*****

Meanwhile, the guy whom Sasha wanted to confront was currently hanging out with his friend, Oliver Jones. The two guys were having a drinking session in the rooftop bar of Oliver’s hotel.

"Man, I was beyond irritated by my fiancée," Oliver vented. "She completely sabotaged my opportunity to seal the deal with Athena and her manager! I’m not sure if I’ll ever get another shot at negotiating with them." Oliver took a sip of his whiskey, heaving a frustrated sigh.

Timothy let out a soft chuckle, patting his back. "Oh man, I’m so sorry to hear that. Haha, I thought I should be jealous because Athena’s manager already responded to you. She hasn’t replied to our email yet. Next time, don’t bring your fiancé when meeting our goddess."

Oliver pouted his lips. "Yeah, I’ve learned my lesson. Hey, Tim... if ever Athena’s manager agrees to meet you, can you please bring me along? I want to try negotiating with them. I’ll apologize on Melody’s behalf," he pleaded.

But Timothy shook his head as he chuckled. "No way! What if Athena and her manager will refuse to talk to me once they see you? Don’t ruin my chance, bro. You have to find another way to see them."

"Sigh. Selfish Jerk!" Oliver punched Timothy’s shoulder.

They were still talking when Timothy’s phone rang. When he checked it, he was surprised to see Sasha’s caller ID.

’Hmm, What a surprise! She wants to talk to me.’ Timothy smirked cheekily as he watched his phone screen. In the past, he would have eagerly answered her call. However, now that he had lost interest in Sasha, he chose to ignore it.

"Who is that? Aren’t you answering the call?" Oliver asked him in puzzlement.

Timothy shrugged his shoulders in response. "It’s nothing important. It’s a spam call."

But Timothy’s phone kept on ringing. "Hey, answer it. It might be an emergency."

"Haha. No. It’s nothing. Just an ex."