Bossy President: You Are So Bad novel Chapter 47

There was a wave of disgust in Becca Garcia's eyes. She also knew the pals of Albert Davis. They were a group of fair-weather friends, and one of them had once flirted with her behind the back of Albert Davis.

Thinking of that, Becca Garcia felt a bit disgusted.

"Becca, I really didn't think about marrying Laura Garcia. I've always loved you. But you know what's going on in my family, my grandparents had been counting on me for the family. And my father is working in the government office. If Laura Garcia really goes to sue me for rape, my father may not even be able to keep his job. I really...I really had no choice..."

"On the same day at nova club, something happened to Laura Garcia. I knew what I said was very excessive, but the child is the eldest grandson of the Davis. In front of my parents, how dare I protect you?”

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There were some tears in Becca Garcia's eyes. Seeing that Albert Davis had drunk several glasses of wine in a row and told her everything, she could not help but feel sad.

"What about now? I killed Davis's grandson. How dare you come to me again?" Becca Garcia sneered.

"I confessed my thoughts to my parents. I told them that even if they drove me out of the family, I would like to be with you. Becca, my parents love me. I'm the only son of them. I can't leave the Davis. So, as long as you're willing, we'll start over again. As long as you're pregnant with my child and give my parents a grandson, they won't mind..."

Becca Garcia turned around and looked at the eyes in Albert Davis's eyes. She felt ridiculous.

"Give your parents a grandson? Albert Davis, are you kidding?" Becca Garcia sneered. "I'm not a tool for giving birth. Even if I want to have a baby, I'll do it just for myself. The child is also an independent individual. He is not the one that your family can rely on."

"I know. We can discuss this, right? As long as you are willing..."Albert Davis quickly explained to her.

"No." Becca Garcia refused him definitely.

"Albert Davis, even I forgive you for what happened between you and Laura Garcia, we can't return to the past."

"Why?"Albert Davis did not understand, "Weren't we just about dealing with Laura Garcia?"

Becca Garcia sat up straightly. "At the end of the day, I should thank my good sister. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have known how blind I was in the past five years. Albert Davis, what I want is a responsible husband. Because of my mother's tragedy, I hate a man like my father. But look at yourself now. You and I have been in chaos. What's the difference between you and my father?"

Albert Davis was speechless.

"You can't even decide your own marriage. If your parents want you to marry Laura Garcia, then you will marry her. If there is any conflict between me and your parents in the future, you will not hesitate to stand on your parents' side, right? I am only 22 years old. I want to marry you because I want to think about a new life, not jump into another fire pit from this fire pit."

"That's different." Albert Davis explained, "My parents raised me up and I should be filial to them. Don't you think about your mom when she was alive? You can't haste to the conclusion because of the death of your mother and your harsh father...”

She sneered at him. Becca Garcia said, "I don't think all the parents in the world are like this, but do you know what your father did to me when I was arrested and sent to the police station?

"To win back his face, he forced me to confess and wanted to send me directly to prison."

"What?" Albert Davis was astonished. "No, my father wouldn't do that... Even if he had such an idea, he didn't really do it in the end, did he? Otherwise, you wouldn't be here, safe and sound..."

Becca Garcia crossed her arms around her chest and shook her head.

The reason why she could sit here was that Kelvin Lewis rescued her. Without him, she would have died in the cell.

"Albert Davis, how could I make you realize that we are really not suitable for each other?" Becca Garcia said helplessly, "Marriage is not about love. Love is between two people, so, when in love, you're considerate, gentle, and romantic. However, marriage is a matter between the two families. Now, the Davis and the Garcia family will never give us sincere blessings."

"If you are wrong, then you are wrong. Not everything can be forgiven." Becca Garcia picked up her bag and got up.

She was about to leave.

"Becca." In a hurry, Albert Davis pulled Becca Garcia's sleeve, but he didn't expect that the force was too strong. The first button on Becca Garcia's shirt was pulled off, and her white neck was exposed.

A few days ago, the marks left by Kelvin Lewis on her had not completely disappeared. In a panic, Becca Garcia quickly shook off Albert Davis, covered her collar, and ran out of the restaurant.

"What do I want to do to you?" Albert Davis's face was completely different from before. He sat up, closed the door, and began to take off his coat.

"Becca Garcia, I thought you were clean and pure. It's been five years. I didn't even want to touch you when I was with you for five years. And you blamed me and Laura Garcia for letting you down, and at the same time..."

“You slept with another man!"

Becca Garcia stepped back and shrank back in her seat, "Albert Davis, calm down... If you dare to touch me, I will definitely sue you!"

"Sue me?"Albert Davis was completely irritated by Becca Garcia. "What the hell do you have to sue me? Why can't I have sex with you? Becca Garcia, I want you to pay me back for the past five years!"

As he spoke, Albert Davis pounced on her like a mad man. Becca's thin shirt was torn into pieces by him. Becca Garcia screamed and glared at the car door.

However, the car's door completely isolated her voice. There were only a few people who appeared, and they only thought that they were couples with special hobbies. After all, this was the Lovers Dock.

They had long been used to it.

"No... Albert Davis...stop..." Seeing that her clothes could no longer cover her body, Becca Garcia cried. "Albert Davis, I beg you, don't do this to me..."

Under the influence of alcohol, Albert Davis had already lost his mind. He sat on Becca Garcia, and his hands were still tearing her clothes, "Beg me? Becca, when you were under other men's body, was that how you beg them?"

"Albert Davis..." Becca Garcia grabbed his hand tightly. "I'm in period... Please... let me go, please..."

Albert Davis's expression softened a little, but when he saw Becca Garcia's red face, messy hair, and torn clothes, the traces of joy on her body could be seen faintly. The hatred in his eyes was more evident.

His intention was aroused again. Then he exerted more force, and her pants were also torn...

"Fuck you off! Bitch!" Albert Davis reached out his hand and slapped her hard on the face.