Reborn as Mr.CEO’s Fat Wife
Chapter 995: Adam Piers, What Crazy Thing Are You Doing Again?

Chapter 995: Chapter 995: Adam Piers, What Crazy Thing Are You Doing Again?

Bertha Swift found the more she explained, the more awkward the atmosphere became, so she just stopped trying.

Adam Piers pressed on, the chill in his voice sent shivers down Bertha Swift’s spine, and any previous relief in her heart was shattered. She scrambled to hide her true emotions and replied to Adam Piers distractedly, "It’s nothing, don’t worry about it."

But even though Bertha Swift said this, it was clear Adam Piers had no intention of letting it go. His gaze cool as he countered, "Earlier you said it was a misunderstanding with Oswald Lewis, and I didn’t say anything then considering your situation. Now you say what you said about me was a misunderstanding, should I interpret it in reverse as the truth?"

Bertha Swift was bewildered by Adam Piers’ logic, staring blankly at the man. What did he mean?

Did he genuinely believe the obvious lie about Oswald Lewis? How could that be? She wasn’t narcissistic to such an extent!

"It’s not true." Bertha Swift suppressed the awkward feelings and emphasized once again.

Adam Piers showed no reaction upon hearing this, obviously disbelieving Bertha Swift.

Bertha Swift suddenly felt awkward to the point of not knowing where to put her hands and feet. Even though she was the one who initiated their relationship, she had wanted to clear things afterward. For the miscarriage, Adam Piers had misunderstood it was her insistence too. Given this, telling others that Adam Piers loved her to the point of losing reason seemed pretentious, even though circumstances forced her into it.

But the more Bertha Swift explained, the worse Adam Piers’ expression became. Naturally, he wasn’t going to tell Bertha Swift that though there were inaccuracies in her words, they were close to the truth.

However, it was such an embarrassing thing that Adam Piers could never let others know. Not only that, his face worsened with a hint of his usual impatience. He glanced at Bertha Swift, "Did Oswald Lewis give you a hundred thousand yesterday?"

Bertha Swift hurriedly denied, "I didn’t."

No sooner had she spoken than a mechanical female voice echoed in the quiet booth with just the two of them, "Your account has received three hundred thousand, please check promptly."

Bertha Swift quickly lowered her head, opened the payment page, and saw someone named *Lewis had transferred her three hundred thousand.

Holding her phone, Bertha Swift wanted to return it, but facing Adam Piers’ sharp gaze, trying to shake her head, she found that anything she would do or say seemed futile.

"Huh." Adam Piers chuckled dryly, cursed Oswald Lewis under his breath, then turned to Bertha Swift with a different expression, "Seems I said too little, is this thirty thousand for one night or three nights? Is it a monthly subscription?"

The more Adam Piers spoke, the more outrageous he became, making Bertha Swift’s face turn pale. Her previous sense of shame over his questioning faded away and was replaced with an icy demeanor. She realized he was no good and felt fortunate there were no child’s ties; otherwise, if they were really together, she couldn’t imagine how rotten he could become.

"Is Master Adam finished? Thanks for today’s help, Master Adam, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be leaving." With those words, Bertha Swift didn’t want to stay a moment longer with Adam Piers.

But just as she walked past him, the man grabbed her wrist. She looked back in anger, "What else do you want?"

"Since you received the money, shouldn’t you provide good service?" Adam Piers didn’t want to just let Bertha Swift walk away like that, but upon holding her hand and meeting her cold stare, he couldn’t resist uttering something venomous.

Bertha Swift turned back, shocked, and saw Adam Piers’ disdainful face. She suddenly mocked herself for expecting anything, thinking he came from afar to help her because she mattered to him. How could that be... He was just here to watch the spectacle, right? After all, it was her who rejected him...

It was also her decision that ended their engagement.

Her heart grew cooler, pondering over the three hundred thousand just received, considering a possibility, "Did you give this money to Oswald Lewis?"

Otherwise, given Oswald Lewis’s nature, not only could he not give twenty thousand more, but even the original boast of a hundred thousand was unlikely.

And Oswald Lewis hurriedly giving her money now was not because he had plenty to spare, but to clear the fact that he forced her, confirming her selling herself for money.

But what about Adam Piers?

Bertha Swift stared at Adam Piers, trying to deceive herself, thinking too much, then saw the man nod without any clear expression.

Bang.

Bertha Swift felt she heard some breaking sound for a moment.

When Adam Piers nodded, he knew Bertha Swift misunderstood, wanting to explain but seeing Bertha Swift, who’d kept her eyes half-lowered, suddenly raised her head to look at him, "Ha, so Master Adam was asking whether you wanted a monthly subscription for me?"

Bertha Swift’s words forced Adam Piers’ pending explanation back down his throat, looking coldly at the woman before him with a sarcastic expression, "Bertha Swift, what do you mean by this?"

"Nothing, I’m not interested in men with girlfriends, Master Adam already has a new flame, better keep yourself clean." After speaking, Bertha Swift shook off Adam Piers’ hand and walked outside.

Adam Piers got angry. Back then, she refused him and evidently looked down on him. Now, she had been kicked out by the Swift family, fallen to such a state, yet in front of him still arrogant, who did Bertha Swift think she was?

Watching Bertha Swift reach the door, Adam Piers suddenly turned, seized her shoulder.

Bertha Swift lost her guard and crashed into the doorframe, hitting her sore spot from last night, still not recovered and hit again. The immediate pain reddened her eyes, but facing the anger in Adam Piers’ eyes, she bit her lip tightly, swallowing the near-escaped groan and gritting her teeth, "Adam Piers, what kind of madness is this now?"

"Madness? Bertha Swift, what do you take me for? Use when needed, kick off when not? Now you sell yourself and act noble, you took the money, now obediently keep me company for the night. Why would a whore care about her client’s private life? Can you even manage it?" Adam Piers lashed out venomously at Bertha Swift, insulting her but inadvertently himself.

Bertha Swift listened, furious, her face flushed, hands faintly trembling, "Adam Piers, don’t take it too far, I don’t believe you’re unaware of the circumstances, I’ll return that money to you!"

"Too late!" Adam Piers replied dismissively.

Bertha Swift ignored him, picked up her phone, began the transaction to send Adam Piers money back, only to see a balance insufficient message, continued stubbornly, same result.

Adam Piers initially intended to stop Bertha Swift, but upon seeing her actions, his lips curled into a mocking smile, "Return it, wasn’t it immediate? Do it now then!"

Bertha Swift’s face reddened further, realized the situation, quickly opened the statement, saw that upon her deposit, it automatically deducted twelve thousand for a credit card loan.

That amount was one hundred twenty thousand, spent earlier, usually deducts automatically, with pocket money in millions, she hadn’t noticed, forgot about it, what a coincidental repayment day.

Staring at the statement, Bertha Swift’s red face began to pale, licking her dry lips, "Adam Piers, I’ll definitely pay you back the money, can you let go of me now?"

"Let go of you? Bertha Swift, do you think that’s possible?" Adam Piers sneered and asked.

Bertha Swift felt her heart sinking; she was aware how much her miscarriage caused this man pain, knew how ending their engagement led him to be ridiculed by many in the circle. She hadn’t thought he’d be so petty, taking a deep breath, looking up, "Adam Piers, do we really have to reach this point?"

"What point? Bertha Swift, you’re good at shirking, you sold yourself, I paid, now you regret it and defame me, isn’t that like being a whore wanting a monument? Or do you find Lewis more interesting?" That last sentence was a blatant threat.

He originally hadn’t meant to push her to this extent, but this woman repeatedly lingered in front of him and even today’s sent message, how could he not believe she did it intentionally?

Besides, with such a thing happening today, how can he feel reassured to leave her outside? Looking at Bertha Swift’s naturally alluring face, some people cause trouble even without doing anything.

Therefore, whether Bertha Swift wants it or not today, he will not leave her here.

Bertha Swift was no stranger to Adam Piers’ venomous tongue, but she was still hurt by his harshness, her face flickering with various emotions, "If I don’t agree, will you hand me over to Oswald Lewis?"

"Weren’t you supposed to be with him anyway?" Adam Piers nodded, his handsome face carrying a dandy charm that made people want to slap him.

Bertha Swift, when dealing with Oswald Lewis, could barely put up a poor act, but facing Adam Piers made her feel tired; she forced a bitter smile as she looked down, "Adam Piers, why are you so confident that I would choose you over anyone else?"

Adam Piers hadn’t expected Bertha Swift to answer him like this, hesitated for a moment, then shrugged, "Really? How about I call Oswald Lewis in for you? As far as I know, he has quite a heavy taste, plays extensively; if you’re not afraid of diseases, go find him!"

Even though Adam Piers tried hard to restrain himself, the last sentence still carried a bit of bitterness, showing clearly that he was upset that Bertha Swift had other options.

Bertha Swift pressed her lips, looking at Adam Piers, "You act all pure, are you not diseased?"

Adam Piers barely restrained himself from biting the woman in front of him; MD, despite his reputation as a playboy, he really only got involved with her, and back then, it was she who pestered him for it. Later, when she awoke, she cursed him for taking advantage, did she once consider he was a virgin too?

What’s worse, after cursing him, she irresponsibly left him with a strong unsatisfied craving since after the first night; and now she has the audacity to say he plays more than others, is diseased?

Taking a deep breath, Adam Piers tried to control his temper but failed, lowering his head to bite Bertha Swift’s nose harshly.

Bertha Swift didn’t expect Adam Piers to suddenly go crazy, the pain made tears instantly roll from her eyes as she angrily cursed, "Adam Piers, are you a dog, biting me like this!"

Adam Piers released his frustration and let go of Bertha Swift, only to see a deep mark on her otherwise flawless nose, he irritably licked his teeth, "We’ve already slept together, even had a child, don’t you know whether I’m diseased or not?"

Bertha Swift covered her aching nose, tears from the pain still in her eyes, she glared at Adam Piers resentfully, "Who knows how many women you’ve slept with these days... um..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Adam Piers lowered his head to bite her hand covering her nose, even harder than before.

Bertha Swift cried from the pain, her eyes filled with even more anger, "Adam Piers, let go of me, it hurts..."

Adam Piers ignored her and kept biting.

"Um, um, it hurts, let go... um..."

As Bertha Swift gasped in pain and slapped Adam Piers with her other hand, the man suddenly let go.

The pain suddenly lessened, Bertha Swift’s eyes were completely red, looking at the man before her in disbelief, "You..."

"Who will you choose?" Adam Piers didn’t give Bertha Swift a chance to accuse him and asked through gritted teeth.

Bertha Swift’s accusatory words halted, her brain slowed by the pain, taking a moment to understand Adam Piers’ meaning, she opened her mouth but couldn’t bring herself to say she would choose him.

Adam Piers smiled dangerously at her, "Bertha Swift, I’ll give you thirty more seconds; either you’ll leave with me now, or I’ll call Oswald Lewis in."

"You..."

"Okay." Bertha Swift opened her mouth to accuse the bastard of a man before her, but as soon as she said "You", Adam Piers interrupted her with a crisp "okay".

Bertha Swift froze, "That’s not what I meant..."

"Then are you choosing Oswald Lewis?" Adam Piers asked sinisterly.

"No, I was..."

"Shut up." Adam Piers didn’t give Bertha Swift the chance to continue rambling, sternly commanding her.

Bertha Swift was both angry and ashamed, but she found herself helpless against the man in front of her; still, she knew deep down that compared to Oswald Lewis, she could only choose Adam Piers.

Frustrated, she didn’t want to speak anymore, but Adam Piers tilted her chin up, "Bertha Swift, you better make it worth my while."

Bertha Swift gritted her teeth; she had known Adam Piers held resentment toward her over the child, but now she realizes this hatred runs much deeper than she thought, enough for him, a Piers’ son, to use such a method to humiliate her.

"Let’s go." Adam Piers ignored the surging emotions in Bertha Swift’s eyes and said casually.

Bertha Swift’s emotions still had not settled, motionless.

Adam Piers raised his eyebrow seeing this, "Why, just now you said you weren’t dedicated, planning to correct it live here? But what can I do, I don’t enjoy doing it where other men have been, or do you find it more thrilling?"

Unable to tolerate anymore, Bertha Swift raised her hand and slapped Adam Piers across the face.

Adam Piers didn’t dodge, the slap landed solidly on his face; only hesitating for a moment, but the teasing in his eyes intensified, "Before Miss Swift liked this kind of forced love, do you still enjoy playing this?"

"You... Adam Piers, do you really have to humiliate me to feel satisfied?" Adam Piers’ words involuntarily made Bertha Swift think back to their first time; when she awoke she had given Adam Piers a solid slap as well.

Adam Piers didn’t answer Bertha Swift’s words, only licking the spot where she had scratched on his lip, "Are we going?"

Bertha Swift dropped her hand in defeat, awkwardly chuckling; how could she still hold any illusions for such a playboy, surely she has watched too many third-rate romance films?

"Haha, let’s go." Chuckling lightly, Bertha Swift gave up her final struggle, gently saying "let’s go", while also thoroughly shattering and burying any remaining fantasies she had about Adam Piers deep in her heart.

Adam Piers seemed to not sense Bertha Swift’s emotions, opened the door to the booth first, and walked out.

Bertha Swift glanced at the man’s tall and graceful back, lifted her lips in self-mockery, and endured the pain from her shoulder, nose bridge, and hand as she slowly followed.

She knew once she made this step with Adam Piers, there would be no other possibilities in their relationship; she would only become his toy, only waiting for the moment when he is tired of playing and abandons her.

And this distorted relationship will ultimately not have a good ending...

But she has no choice!