My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1041 - 1039: Your "clean living" is all a pretense!

Chapter 1041: Chapter 1039: Your "clean living" is all a pretense!

He felt a surge of anger, as if something that originally belonged to him, was now occupied by someone else.

"If I had known earlier that you were such a loose woman, I shouldn’t have taken you seriously. I should not have believed your words and hesitated to touch you. Why don’t you answer me, huh? You don’t want to leave Ashton Heath, is it because his skills in bed are good?!"

"Are you suggesting that as long as he’s good in bed, he can keep you?"

In his extreme anger, David Benington did not hold back and said all sorts of vulgar things.

Linda was utterly shocked.

When she was at Galaxy Agency, she used to think that David looked like a gentleman.

After leaving Galaxy Agency, she did know he was a scumbag, but she has never seen such a degraded side of him.

She simply couldn’t believe that those obscene words were said by him.

Even though Joanna Lawrence no longer considered David as anything important, his words still angered her to the point that she was shaking all over.

Her voice trembled: "David, what did you just say?"

David, with wrathful, bloodshot eyes, stared at her: "Aren’t I right? After you proposed to me, why didn’t you demand the same from Ashton Heath? I thought you were a woman with integrity, I didn’t expect that it was all an act!"

"Joanna Lawrence, you really make me sick."

"Slap!"

David hadn’t finished speaking when he received a resounding slap to his face.

His head was turned to the side, and five clear fingertip marks immediately appeared on his face.

"I really wish we had never met. David, you’re the type of man who doesn’t deserve happiness in this lifetime." Joanna was shaking with anger, she slapped him hard on the face and then stopped looking at him.

"Linda, let’s go."

Linda also wanted to slap David very much.

This man was utterly disgusting.

He totally redefined her understanding of a scumbag.

If she were Joanna, one slap wouldn’t be enough to vent her anger.

She would definitely beat this scumbag up until he couldn’t recognize his own parents.

What he said was beyond the pale.

Had he been her ex-boyfriend, she would never have settled for just one slap.

"Okay, let’s go."

But she knew, if she was disgusted by this man to this extent, Joanna must be feeling even sicker.

Joanna probably really didn’t want to see him at this moment.

The two of them ignored David and turned to leave.

Unbelievably, David, not giving up, chased them again, grabbing Joanna’s arm: "Joanna Lawrence, do you think you can just walk away like this? Tell me, what exactly do you need to return to my side?"

"You’ve already slept with another man, but I’ve not rejected you. Besides me, what other man would not care that you are second-hand? Apart from me, do you have any better choices?"

"Afterwards, when Ashton Heath ditches you, you’ll become second-hand goods. Then, you’ll see which man will want you!"

Joanna could no longer tolerate it, she thought David was nothing more than a mad dog.

A mad dog that wouldn’t let go.

She turned around to slap his face again, but before her hand could stretch out, a peach-colored figure quickly flashed in front of her.

Before Joanna could see who it was, "slap!", a hand hit her face.