Relentless Pursuit After Divorce
Chapter 706. I want to hear the truth_1

Chapter 706: 706. I want to hear the truth_1

Benjamin Thompson’s gaze was significantly charged as he glanced at Harry Hall’s face and made an excuse:

"Miss Melendy, I just remembered I have an important phone call to return, so please excuse me."

After saying that, he turned around and quickly walked away.

Watching Benjamin Thompson walk away and leave her behind, Helen Melendy couldn’t help but roll her eyes internally. Was this Mr. Thompson even a man, to be scared off by someone’s casual remarks?

Dissatisfied, she withdrew her gaze from Thompson’s receding figure and turned to meet Harry Hall’s dark and menacing look.

Seeing him narrow his cold eyes at her, he then let out a scornful laugh.

"I didn’t expect that after breaking up with me, your taste in men would become so poor. Are you into any pretty boy now?"

Hearing the sarcasm in Harry’s words, Helen’s face sank.

Then, she lowered her gaze to hide all the emotions deep in her eyes and looked up to Harry again with a smile, saying:

"You’re wrong there. My taste in men hasn’t changed from the moment I met you until now. Didn’t I chase after you in the first place because you were a pretty boy too?"

The danger in Harry’s eyes intensified a bit because of Helen’s words.

The strength in his grip on Helen’s wrist also started to increase.

Helen’s wrist was delicate, and as he yanked it, it hurt so much that she furrowed her brow, as if it could be broken off by him at any moment.

Yet, even so, Helen didn’t show any weakness to Harry, her eyes still defiantly met his.

"You’re quite strange. How many times have I told you that we’ve broken up? Are you addicted to interfering in my life?"

Helen watched him coldly, her eyes full of undisguised scorn.

Harry squinted, quietly scrutinizing every minute expression on Helen’s face, as if he didn’t intend to spare even the pores on her skin.

Thinking back to the conversation between Elly Campbell and Adam Jones, a strange light began to flicker in Harry’s eyes.

"Why did you abort the baby?"

Not this question again!

Helen twisted her brow in irritation, trying to shake off Harry’s hand.

"You’ve asked this question many times before. Even if you’ve developed amnesia and can’t remember, I am under no obligation to answer you again."

She tried to avoid the topic, but the hand Harry had caught struggled to break free once more.

This time, seemingly really wanting to get away, Elly didn’t put up the obstinate front she had before, and just glared at Harry through gritted teeth, saying:

"Are you trying to twist my hand off??"

At those words, Harry’s gaze shifted to his hand on Helen’s wrist, and her pale skin made the red marks from his grip all the more evident.

He unconsciously loosened his fingers slightly, his brow involuntarily furrowing from the excessive strength he had just used.

Looking at Helen’s face full of anger, he narrowed his eyes and said sternly, "I want to hear the truth!"

Helen’s heart skipped a beat at Harry’s words, but she quickly calmed down.

"I’ve told you the truth!"

As her words dropped, she walked past Harry toward the villa, only to find she could not proceed as she wished.

Harry grabbed her arm and effortlessly pulled her back, and her back pressed directly against the handle of the sun umbrella behind her.

The cold metal sensation seeped into Helen’s spine, chilling her enough to shiver involuntarily.