All Chapters of The Sweetest Revenge: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Who do you want to pursue, Mr. Fordham?" Giselle met Chester's eyes and looked surprised. She couldn't read him from behind his glasses. Still, she was genuinely curious. Which woman could make someone like Chester pursue her?"Do you really want to know?" he asked in return.For some reason, this made Giselle's heart skip a beat. She hastily averted her gaze and looked down at her glass. "Pretend I didn't ask if you don't want to answer."Chester didn't take things too far. He retracted his gaze and said, "You'll find out soon enough."Then, he switched the subject. They chatted for a while more before he told her to rest.The rain grew heavier. Giselle got into bed after washing up. Now that she was relaxed, she was overwhelmed with exhaustion. She checked her phone to see a few unread messages from Emma."I'm sorry for dragging you into today's mess, Ms. Stone. I've cleared my outstanding bill with you—consider the extra compensation for your distress. Thanks for showing me h

Jonathan's eyes glinted when he saw the caller ID. Then, he stood up. "If you can reach Giselle, tell her that running away isn't going to resolve anything."Larry was the second son of the Barton family. Now that he'd ended up in the hospital, there was no way the Barton family would let the matter slide so easily. That was why Jonathan was looking for Giselle. He could help her resolve this issue as long as she gave in and backed down.Giselle only came out of the room when she heard Jonathan leave. Chester's expression was still cold. "Did you hear everything?""Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop," she said, looking at him. "If Jonathan asks you about me again, you can just tell him we don't know each other well."He narrowed his eyes, a little displeased to hear that. It was hard to tell how he felt as he said, "I don't like lying, though."Giselle was taken aback by his words. However, Chester had no plans to reveal his true intentions so soon. He wanted to take things slow. H

Someone asked about the situation with Larry. Jonathan narrowed his eyes and said, "Whoever's caused the problem will have to deal with the fallout themselves."He wanted to see how long Giselle could hold out when she had no one to rely on in Seaworth City. As long as she was obedient, he didn't mind putting a roof over her head and giving her some help. They'd been together for seven years, after all. He didn't think she could sever their ties so easily.Unless… Jonathan thought about the gown Giselle had worn to Richard's birthday celebration. His annoyance surged. Who the hell had given her the gown?The others in the room shut up when they sensed his irritation.Outside, Giselle leaned against the wall, thinking about the conversation she'd just heard. Once upon a time, she'd considered these people her friends. Now, they were badmouthing her behind her back. It was revolting.She didn't stay there any longer—the conversation had destroyed her good mood. She went to the restr

Phil looked at Giselle smugly. "Save your energy, Giselle. Even the most arrogant of people will beg like dogs once they've had that!"She felt horrible. She snarled and shouted, "You're committing a crime, Phil!"He burst into laughter as if he'd heard a joke. It took him a while to stop. "Do you have anything to prove that this is a crime? I haven't done anything to you."The drug he'd fed Giselle couldn't be detected by any professional equipment after eight hours. Even if Giselle were to sue him for sexual assault, he had a video to show that she'd willingly given herself to him. He could even use it against her.Phil started fantasizing about how it would feel like to sleep with her. He couldn't be hasty, though. He wanted to wait until she started begging him like a dog. He wanted to stomp all over her pride and dignity.As time passed, the drug started taking effect. Giselle felt a wave of heat wash over her. She clenched her fists, trying hard to remain lucid. "You're desp

Chester grabbed Giselle's roaming hands and forced her to face him. He asked, "Who am I, Gigi?"Who was he?Giselle was lost for a moment. Then, the heat took over her again. "Jonathan…"The rest of the sentence was incoherent, but mentioning that name itself was enough to make Chester's expression darken."…I'm so hot," she mumbled.If she hadn't brought up Jonathan's name, Chester would probably have been willing to help her cool down before they reached his villa. Now, however…He wrapped his coat around her again and had the driver turn the A/C to the lowest. "Hang on."The driver sped up; the amorous atmosphere had dissipated.Giselle felt tormented. She wanted to break free of Chester's hold but was too weak. Ultimately, she bit his arm, almost as if venting her frustration.He frowned, his expression grim. But when he looked at her face, he couldn't help softening. "Jonathan's unworthy of you, Gigi."…As soon as Chester and Giselle arrived at his villa, Hector, who w