When I turned to look at Sabrina, she looked at me with a haughty expression and said, "You know, Adrian? Because of you, I've become the laughing stock of this city!"
"A girl as adored as me actually got involved with someone like you!"
She looked at me with utter rage.
When I heard her say this, I understood. So, in her eyes, my marriage was a joke. And that's why she'd framed me.
At that moment, I soon realized how unfortunate my life would be if I married her. She would put me into big troubles. A woman like her was simply unacceptable.
Sabrina looked at me coldly and said, "Adrian, if you just kneel down and beg me and then tell everyone you're not worthy of me, I'll compensate you for this vase!"
Behind her, her male assistant pushed me towards her.
"You hear that? Our Miss Hartwell is compensating you. It's a huge favor for a loser like you!"
"Look at you now, looking so shabby. How can you possibly be worthy of her?"
Off to the side, several of Sabrina’s best friends chuckled, "Lucas, you touched that loser. Wash your hands now. Otherwise, who knows if he has any viruses!" "
"How could this loser think he was worthy of Sabrina?"
"How dare he come knocking on our door!"