Chapter 1100: Chapter 1100: People from the Mortgage Company Downstairs Insist on Seeing President Clark Chapter 1100: Chapter 1100: People from the Mortgage Company Downstairs Insist on Seeing President Clark In the Hospital, she had impulsively committed an unforgivable crime.
Because of that, she had to be bound to such a selfish man for life.
Juliet Jordan had never wished for time to reverse as she did at this moment.
If time could reverse, she definitely wouldnât believe this manâs one-sided story again, let alone collude with him to do those shady deeds!
âWhat did you say?â Jacob Clark didnât expect Juliet Jordan to speak to him so rudely, questioning her with red-rimmed eyes!
Juliet Jordan had been at her limit with him for a long time, and she enunciated every word, âI said, it was never up to you to choose, neither Matheo Lewis nor I ever planned to take you!â
Matheo Lewis saw through this man, she was foolish not to and thatâs why she ended up like this today!
âSlap!â Jacob Clark slapped her again, hissing through clenched teeth, âSlut!â
Ever since Jasmine Clark disappeared, and the company was acquired, his moods had been extremely volatile, with occasional outbursts directed at her.
Now, he resorted to hitting her at the slightest provocation.
Juliet Jordanâs face burned with a searing pain, but it was nothing compared to the agony in her heart, beyond endurance, no more need to tolerate! She furiously lunged at him across the room, âJacob Clark, Iâll fight you to the end!â
Although she wasnât as strong as Jacob Clark, her crazed state and sharp, long fingernails quickly left scratch marks on his face!
Jacob Clark, pained by the scratches, mercilessly grabbed her hair in retaliation, âYou crazy woman! Let go!â
Juliet Jordanâs forty years of grace shattered in that moment, she was like a shrew, not caring about her pain at all, fighting as if it were a matter of life and death!
âLet go? Can I even let go now? You deceived me, ruined my life, and now you ask me to let go! Iâm telling you, Jacob Clark! Itâs not over between us! If you canât treat me with respect, then we can just torment each other to the bitter end, seeing who will break first!â
âAfter all, we both hold each otherâs dirty secrets, no one can get rid of the other in this lifetime!â
Jacob Clarkâs face was scratched again.
Pain made him nearly explode with rage, and just at that moment, a servant ran up in a panic from downstairs, âPresident Clark, Madam!â
Before the two could separate, the servant had already burst into the study.
Seeing their disheveled state, the servant paused in shock.
President Clark and Madam were fighting?
She clicked her tongue, her gaze resting on Jacob Clarkâs polo shirt, which had lost a button from the scuffle, and couldnât help but stare. Who would have thought that the Madam, usually so dignified, fought no differently than her when it came down to it.
Then she saw Juliet Jordanâs clearly visible slap mark and her disheveled hair tugged in all directions, and her eyes filled with sympathy.
She often fought with her Husband, but he mostly gave in to her, at most yelling a few times or pushing her away.
She had never encountered a man like President Clark, who would hit his Wife.
Surely, wealthy men donât necessarily make good husbands.
Compared to President Clark, her Husband might be poor, but he was better, at least he didnât hit her.
Nothing made Juliet Jordan feel more embarrassed and humiliated than a servantâs sympathetic gaze, especially the sympathy of a servant, taking her embarrassment to an extreme!
She pursed her lips tightly and asked first, âWhatâs all the panic about? Whatâs happening?â
The servant snapped back to reality and said, âThere are a few people downstairs who claim to be from the mortgage company insisting on seeing President Clark.â
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