The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 813

Later, after Marico and Lola had become drinking buddies, she confessed the whole story. She had just arrived in Kanton and found work as a maid. When her male employer tried to assault her, she fought her way out and escaped, leaving her luggage behind. She had been left penniless on the streets.

Right at that moment, her mother had called, demanding a large sum of money for her sister's hospital bills. Cornered and desperate, Lola had sought him out.

Back then, he had looked her up and down. Her clothes were tacky, and she had zero appeal, so he turned her down.

"If you want to sell yourself, you better make sure you have the assets for it."

With that parting insult, he had walked away laughing.

The next time he saw Lola, she was the star attraction at a nightclub.

She sat next to him, all her previous awkward fear gone. She kissed him aggressively, stripped in front of a crowd of men, danced provocatively, and used every trick in the book to seduce him.

That night, he took her to a hotel room. But right as he pinned her against the door, ready to take her, she pulled a glass bottle out of nowhere and smashed it over his head.

The hit was brutal. He collapsed to the floor instantly. Through the haze of blood, he saw her staring down at him with pure hatred.

"Why?" he asked.

Lola pressed her foot against his chest and sneered, "Because you rejected me that night."

"And?"

"I had no choice but to sell myself to some old creep. He was over sixty with sick fetishes. He tortured me for two days straight. If his wife hadn't shown up, he would have killed me. But his wife was just as psycho. She dragged me to this place and made sure I had no way out."

Marico scoffed. "How is any of that my fault?"

Marico caught the pillow. "You're a woman. You're beautiful and stunning. Any man would want you."

"So what, are you not a man?"

Marico walked over and tossed the pillow back onto the bed. "You're important to me."

Hearing that, Lola's mouth twitched, but her anger faded.

"Get over here. I brought you the good stuff."

Lola beckoned him over, then pulled a small pill bottle from her pocket. She tapped out a pill and tried to push it past his lips, but in a flash, Marico snatched the pill and the bottle from her hands. He marched straight to the bathroom and flushed it all down the toilet.

"You bastard! Do you have any idea what I went through to get that stuff? And you just flushed it!" Screaming with rage, Lola lunged at him, throwing punches and kicks wildly.