Chapter 8

"What do I want?" Sandy already had an extra key in her hand, "I'm sorry. I'm afraid your car should be cleaned." "My car!" In Ruffa's exclamation, there was an extra scratch on the Ferrari sports car. Ruffa suddenly became angry, "Sandy, don't go too far! Don't think that you can do whatever you want in the company if you are superior to me. I'm telling you; I am not afraid of you!" "Why? Is there someone above you?" "I am not afraid to tell you that Mr. Henry will be my husband soon, and I will be your boss's wife at that time. You'd better figure out the end of going against me!", Ruffa sneered triumphantly. Neither of them saw that Ruffa's cell phone with a black screen was still talking. Sandy squeezed the set of keys tightly, only to feel that the palm of her hand was cut with blood. The scar that she had just scratched on Ferrari was fangs and claws, as if mocking her ridiculous jealousy and persistence. She finally couldn't help thinking about the phone call last night. Did Ruffa call Henry? How did she serve her husband in bed on Valentine's Day? After a while, she seemed to come alive, "Your husband? Why don't I know that Henry is going to divorce me and marry you?" Ruffa's face changed slightly. She only recently learned that Henry had a wife, but she couldn't find out who that person was. She believed that Henry should not like his wife, so she would look for another woman. Since she doesn't like her, then she has a chance! Just about to refute, a violent brake sounded on the side of the road—— Sandy turned her head when Henry had already walked out of his black Maserati. He was wearing a white shirt with his cuffs slightly folded and his suit jacket was casually draped in his arms. As he walked closer, she could see his handsome face. He's a little drunk because apparently, he just attended a social gathering nearby. Henry once gave her hopes, and now, she watched him destroy these hopes with her own hands. Obviously, he is still the same man back then, but between them, he has already changed. Sandy looked at the handsome man in front of her and watched him constantly approaching, only to feel the sudden pain in the place of her chest. She pressed her hand tightly and her face turned pale with pain. "Henry, I just accidentally hit Director Sandy's car. I said I was responsible. Who knew she was so unreasonable. She didn't only scold me, but also used the key to scratch my car. You gave this car to me." Ruffa got out of the car and quickly grabbed the man who came by, with red lips teary eyes, so he felt pity. Sandy suddenly felt that standing here was a joke. Her husband\ bought the car for another woman who ran into her, and at this moment, she was here to listen to the woman complaining to her husband. "Henry, she just wanted to make me appear bad, she...", Ruffa still wanted to continue, but Henry suddenly looked at her. Her eyes were full of chills, and her body was trembling from the cold." Henry..." "Ruffa, I have contacted the insurance company for your car, and someone will come to repair it later. The invoice will be sent to the company at that time. You have nothing to do with this, right?" Ruffa was scared by him. When she heard his words, she shook her head subconsciously. "Sandy, wait for me. Ruffa, you go first." After Henry finished speaking, he stopped a taxi and helped Ruffa to sit in. Ruffa reacted, a little unwilling, and a little wronged. It can be seen that Henry thoughtfully stretched out her hand to protect her head. She was very sweet in her heart. After a triumphant glance at Sandy, she rushed to Henry. She kissed his lips, reluctantly got into the car, "Henry, I will be in the same place tonight. I will wait for you..." Sandy could feel something in the corner of her eyes even if he was so far away. The weather at the end of August was obviously warm, but Sandy only felt cold. Her eyes were slightly hot and suddenly she couldn't bear all this, so she turned around and left. There were footsteps behind her and soon her arm was caught. "Sandy, if you have something to say, come back and talk to me!" Sandy turned her head and looked at the big hand that clamped her arm tightly. In the next second, she used all her strength to shake off, but because of too much force, she slammed into the car next to her. "Um……" With a muffled hum, the blood on her lips faded away. Henry immediately supported her, but she pushed him away like an electric shock and said loudly, "Don't touch me!" "Sandy!" Henry showed displeasure in his eyebrows. "Why didn't you just go to the old place with her directly?", Sandy raised her head to look at him. Henry frowned and did not answer. "Ruffa..." Sandy was smiling when she looked at him, but looked at him fiercely, "You call her Ruffa and you call me Sandy. Henry, you save Ruffa's face, right?" Henry's face was a little hard to look at, "Sandy, are you angry? I thought you were not a hypocrite woman." "Pretentious? How can I be considered pretentious?" Sandy closed her eyes, "I was rear-ended and my husband had to comfort the person who caused the accident before he could come and take me home. Henry, don’t you think you’re cruel?” Sandy finally opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. Henry's cheeks are deep and beautiful, with thick and uniform and good eyebrows, a pointed nose, and moderately thick lips, giving her an invisible cold feeling.