All Chapters of My Husband Hates Me: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Dorothy drove to a street not far from the venue. Meanwhile, Juelz had just arrived a few minutes earlier.  She took the small cooler box from his hand and put it into the car. She understood Credence's personality, and he would never allow Juelz to take his blood for no reason at all. Thus, she could not help but ask softly, "Juelz, can you tell me how you did it?" Even though Dorothy was mentally prepared, Credence had always held a spot in her heart, and she cared more about him than her own life. However, at this moment, Dorothy was only worried about Credence, not Juelz, making him feel a sense of alienation and sadness. Then, he reached his hand out and gently raised Dorothy's chin. His long, warm fingers trembled a little. They were so close to each other as he met her crystal-clear eyes. He smiled and said, "I found a lot of people to beat him up and we knocked him out. I managed to do it when he could not resist at all." If he got knocked out, jus

For some reason, when Credence saw Juelz hugging Dorothy tightly as he comforted her and wiped away her tears, he felt extremely uncomfortable. His chest had been wrapped in gauze, and the wounds on his ribs were so painful that it felt like knives stabbing him with every breath he took. Then, he closed his eyes and opened them fiercely. A cold look could be seen on his face. He felt like his woman had been robbed from him by another man.  Next, he revealed a sneer.  Of course not.  She was just a cheater. Thus, whoever she threw herself at, whoever she fell in love with, had nothing to do with him. Credence had always been good at controlling his emotions. A sharp glint flashed through his eyes, but soon, it vanished without a trace. Meanwhile, Marvin was still as serious and stern as ever. He ignored Dorothy and Juelz as he only focused on sending Credence to the VIP ward, not caring about anything else. If Dorothy was still Crede

Icily, he asked her, "What difficulties do you have?" When she heard Credence's familiar yet cold voice, her body gradually stiffened. Her flustered heartbeat came to a halt, suffocating her. Turning around, she saw Credence standing around two meters away from her, his dark eyes filled with indifference. Devoid of expression on his good-looking face, he walked towards her. He did not even raise his eyebrows, and the only mask on his face was of loath and disgust. Dorothy's face turned uncontrollably pale as she said nervously, "I must apologize, but I'm not at liberty to tell you the real reason, but please believe me. If I didn't have no other choice, I would not have come back to disturb you and your happiness..." "Do you think that I will believe those lies of yours?" Credence silently stared at her for a little while. At the trembling yet feigning conscientious woman in front of him, he let out a cold smile. He took big strides, passing by Dorot

"You gotta conquer him before ending him, of course. Shucks, no, you'll f*ck him then make your escape." Beaming with the sun's very own radiance, Germaine leaned over to Dorothy's ear and whispered, "Here's a piece of exclusive news: Credence Scott has a very important business exchange in Talco Hotel the day after tomorrow, one that does not allow for him to bring a female companion. On that day, just listen to my plan. Without any obstruction from that two-faced hypocrite, Rosalie Fisher, I promise that you will have the chance to sleep with Credence without a hitch." After that, she explained her plan to Dorothy carefully. Although Dorothy felt that everything would go to waste if she made even one mistake, in the end, she was still convinced by Germaine's words. Germaine shrugged as she helplessly spread her arms open, raising her eyebrows as she smiled, "What? You have a better plan than this?" Dorothy shook her head, "I don't." For the past few days

After half an hour, the waiter came out of the suite and walked straight to Germaine. He nodded and said, "Relax, Mr. Scott has drunk a lot of that wine." "Okay, great. You can go now." Germaine immediately stuffed the remaining stack of cash into the waiter's hands. She grew excited as she imagined the scene that would unfold later onwards. She took a few deep breaths, calming herself down. After that, she stood where she was and waited. Sure enough, in less than ten minutes, Marvin and Jonathan, who had drunk too much as well, appeared in the corridor with their arms around each other's backs. They found their own presidential suites, pushed the doors open and entered. They slammed the door and closed it, proving that they must have gone to rest. When Germaine saw them do so, she narrowed her eyes and smirked like a cunning fox. Now that the two troublemakers had left, it could only mean Credence was the only one left in the room. He was someone th