All Chapters of The Sweetest Revenge: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

The same could be said for all people in love.Giselle didn't respond.Emma continued, "Does your heart race when Chester touches you?"Giselle countered, "And what about when other men touch you? Does your heart race?""If it's someone I like, of course it races! But if you're talking about some random guy, they'd never even get the chance to make physical contact with me." Emma was adamant.She was the kind of person who knew exactly who she liked and who she didn't. It wouldn't bother her if she accidentally touched someone she didn't like. Instead, she would remain calm as if nothing happened.Giselle chose to stay silent. She couldn't possibly admit that she felt butterflies in her stomach whenever Chester touched her. It was too embarrassing, so she couldn't say that aloud.She decided it was best to keep it to herself.Giselle tried to change the topic, but Emma wasn't having any of it. The latter continued to dig into the matter.When the car stopped outside Giselle's

"I have some pain relief balm that could help with the pain, Mr. Fordham. Lie down. I'll help you apply it," Giselle offered.Chester wasn't surprised by the offer. He made a show of declining before finally agreeing reluctantly. Chester removed his jacket, leaving only a black shirt. His phone kept chiming with notifications, but he silenced it without a second thought. Whoever it was couldn't possibly be more important than this. He draped his jacket over the couch. Just as he sat down, Giselle returned with the pain relief balm that looked used."Mr. Fordham, this might be presumptuous, but you'll need to take your shirt off." Giselle tried her best to appear calm, convincing herself that it was her responsibility to apply the balm since she was the one who hurt him. Besides, they were both adults. With that thought in mind, Giselle calmed down."Alright." Chester nodded. He didn't hesitate and began unbuttoning his shirt right in front of Giselle. His fingers were lon

"What do you mean? It's late at night. A man and a woman alone in a room… it would be a waste of an opportunity if nothing happened." Emma huffed. Giselle sighed. "Nothing happened. But if you're not convinced, I guess I did hit him. Does that count?" Giselle hit Chester? "Wait a second." Emma couldn't believe her ears. She looked at Giselle with a complicated expression. "Gigi, I didn't know you were into that kind of thing..." "I mean I physically hit him," Giselle clarified and recounted the incident. Emma clicked her tongue. "Gigi, you're good at resisting temptation! Chester made it so obvious, and you still managed to stay composed. Are you secretly a nun?" If it were Emma, she would have taken advantage of the situation. Giselle let out another sigh. "Is that the takeaway here?" Shouldn't the focus be on the fact that she hit Chester? Emma didn't argue further and changed the topic. "Gigi, can I ask you one last question? Please, I'm begging you to satisfy m

People usually couldn't get over their first loves.When Larry was pursuing Emma, he clung to her tirelessly and won her over with his persistence. He once promised her she would never regret choosing him and even declared that she was the only one for him. But that wasn't the truth. As they spent more days together, his feelings eventually died. The allure of other women outside their relationship began to tempt him. However, he lacked the courage to pursue anything. It wasn't until Charlotte gave him some advice that he changed his mind.It wasn't that he didn't love Emma anymore. He simply realized that he needed some excitement in his life. He was dissatisfied with the monotony of their everyday life. Day after day, Larry felt he was on the verge of becoming an emotionless shell of a man. And so, he started an affair with a college girl who resembled Emma. Being with her made him feel like he was reliving the thrill of their early courtship.But he became even mor

Giselle accepted the card. "Alright, Mr. Barton."Having more friends meant more opportunities. Though Chris' favor wasn't ideal, it was better than nothing.Who was to say? She might come to need it someday. Even if she didn't, Emma might. Considering Larry's actions, they needed to stay on guard.Once the deal was settled, Larry was finally allowed out of the interrogation room. His expression turned ugly when he saw Chris. "It's you?"Larry hated Chris' guts. His half-brother was just three years older and overshadowed him in every way. Their father even entrusted the family business to Chris. As for Larry, people may respect him for being part of the Barton family. But he was just a disposable chess piece.Chris glanced at him coolly. "Didn't your mother teach you manners? Not even a word of thanks?"The atmosphere tensed. Giselle was waiting for Emma to arrive and perked up at the commotion. She quietly moved closer and found the perfect spot to eavesdrop.Larry