Chapter 43 I Couldn't Get, then Destroy

She was sobbing out of breath when she was screaming out. Clinton looked at her indifferently, without expression on his face. He was afraid the noise would wake up Sandra so that he draged her into the study. Charlize was still sobbing, but her sinister eyes had never left him. Clinton sighed. "Stop crying." Probably, he did like her when he was young. Her smile was arrogant and wild, splendid without any shadow, following him daily to call him Clinton. Her dependence on him couldn't be found on Sandra, no matter what, Sandra never showed it. Sandra was around him, expressionless, helping him to organize and settle everything. That woman looked like strong and persevering, so that he thought she didn't need him at all. So when Charlize showed up, he tasted the satisfaction as a man. After the Lees were killed, he thought Charlize was dead too, and even vouched to kill everyone in the Wilsons. In retrospect, he couldn't differentiate his intention of taking revenge for her