The raspy female voice came out, the pain and despair laced in it was very obvious in this night.
Martin Anderson frowned a little and looked at Joel Smith, "PRESIDENT Smith, if I remember correctly, Gwen Fox broke one of your hands two years ago, didn't she?"
Joel Smith laughs when he hears this, "Young Master Anderson are you kidding me! Who doesn't know that Gwen Fox is going to marry Xenia Davis now, so how can she care about her old flame? I'm sure you've heard of the saying, "We only see the newcomers laughing, we don't hear the old ones crying."
Old Lover Who Can't Stand Up.
Yolanda Taylor's face went white for a moment when she heard this from Joel Smith.
Actually, he wasn't wrong, it was just that all along she didn't want to accept it.
But today, Joel Smith or Xenia Davis or Gwen Fox, they were just telling her the truth.
She, Yolanda Taylor, had always been a lover, a thing of no consequence.
She closed her eyes and tore herself away from Joel Smith's hand before walking over to Martin Anderson, "I have a choice any more, PRESIDENT SMITH you and I can't afford it."
Joel Smith heard her words, his face was gloomy, but in the way of Martin Anderson stood in front of her eyes, he did not dare to do anything more, just laughed: "Yolanda Taylor, you are quite powerful, the front foot has just left a Gwen Fox, this after the foot on the Martin Anderson! But I also warn you, you used to be too ignorant, and offended a lot of people, in the future, be careful, don't make such a mess like today!"
After saying that, he pulled the corner of his mouth and left with a sullen face.
Looking at Joel Smith's gradually walking away back, Yolanda Taylor slightly sighed in relief, she was just about to open her mouth to say thank you, only to feel that her vision suddenly blacked out, and her whole body fell towards the ground.
"You-"
Martin Anderson was just about to ask her if she wanted to go to the hospital when a weight came down on her side, reacting he hastily reached out and picked the person up next.
At that moment, Xenia Davis came out of the clubhouse with Gwen Fox on her arm.
Seeing Martin Anderson holding Yolanda Taylor, she couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, "Young Master Anderson, such a coincidence, the beauty in his arms looks somewhat familiar!"
As she said that, she deliberately moved over to take a look, "Oops, isn't this Miss Taylor?"
"Gwen, Miss Taylor seems to have fainted!"
"Do you want to send her to the hospital?"
The man's slightly impatient voice came, and Xenia Davis smiled sardonically, "With Young Master Anderson here, of course I'm not needed."
Martin Anderson glanced at Gwen Fox and pressed on, ignoring Xenia Davis and carrying Yolanda Taylor directly to the car.
Yolanda Taylor just had a sudden bout of fainting just now, she didn't completely pass out.
Just after being put in the car, she opened her eyes, "Thank you."
Martin Anderson saw that her face did not look right and raised his hand to probe her forehead, "You have a fever."
Yolanda Taylor raised her hand and touched her forehead as well, but she couldn't tell if she had a fever or not, she smiled, "Yeah?"
After saying that, she saw the two of them, Gwen Fox and Xenia Davis, getting into a side car.
She remembered what Gwen Fox had just said, and the hand at her side clasped dead center in her palm.
Tonight, she realized that she had been a paid lover in Gwen Fox's eyes
from the beginning to the end.
She should give up.
Poor people should just get down to business and not presume on the love of the rich, because she didn't deserve it.
"Let me take you to the hospital."
Martin Anderson's voice came from off to the side, and Yolanda Taylor snapped back to her senses, inclined her head at him for a moment, and nodded, "Yes, thank you, Young Master Anderson."
"It's polite to say thank you, it's not like you haven't helped me."
Yolanda Taylor hooked her lips, the rising pain in her cheeks and the spicy pain in her palms were killing her, but no more so than the stab Gwen Fox had stabbed inside her heart today.
Right in the heart.
So hard.