107: Chapter 109 I, David Benington, am not someone who can’t afford to spend money!

107: Chapter 109 I, David Benington, am not someone who can’t afford to spend money!

Her attitude made David Benington frown even more.

With a disappointed and pained expression, he stared at her and said in a deep voice, “Joanna, we are not enemies.

Even though we have broken up, you don’t need to treat me like a mortal foe.

I’ve said it before, even if we are no longer lovers, you can still come to me if you encounter any difficulties in the future.”

“As long as I can help, I will.

Even if you hate me, you shouldn’t let yourself go like this.”

At his last sentence, Joanna Lawrence furrowed her brows.

Her gaze grew colder, and she sneered at David’s disappointed eyes, “Me let myself go?

Mr.

David, who the hell are you?

How well do you know me, labeling me as ‘fallen’?”

Her cold and aloof “Mr.

David” made his face darken further.

Rage flickered in his eyes, “Then tell me, why are you here?

Who brought you here?

And who is the owner of that Rolls-Royce you rode last time?

Joanna, are you really this stubborn?

Rather than ask for my help, you prefer to sell your body?”

“Is it more difficult for you to ask for my help than to sleep with those disgusting old men?”

“Slap!”

Right after David finished speaking, his face was slapped, leaving five bright red finger marks on his fair and handsome face.

He covered his face, his eyes full of astonishment.

It seemed that he couldn’t believe that Joanna had actually hit him.

Joanna had long given up on having any hope for David.

In her heart, the David of the past was as good as dead.

The one standing in front of her now was nothing but a stranger who had no connection to her.

But she was still disgusted.

So disgusted that she felt like vomiting up last night’s overnight meal.

“David, you really disgust me to the core!

How blind was I in the past to have agreed to be with you!

Even feeding my feelings from those years to dogs would have been a hundred, a thousand times better than wasting them on you!” Joanna was so angry that her whole body trembled.

This was the man who once said he would love her for life, never betray her, protect her no matter what happened, and never let her suffer the slightest injustice or harm.

He didn’t fulfill any of the promises he made to her.

The one who betrayed her was him.

And the one who hurt her, making her suffer, was also him.

Now she only wished she could turn back time.

Otherwise, even if all the men in the world were dead, she would never be with such a scumbag!

Having been slapped publicly, David was unable to maintain his dignity and his face darkened.

With one hand on his cheek, the rage in his eyes nearly spewed out, and he glared maliciously, “You hit me because I guessed correctly?

Joanna Lawrence, have you really stooped so low as to sell yourself for money?

How much did that old man offer you, ten million dollars, twenty million dollars, or a hundred million dollars?

Tell me, is it true that as long as the price is high enough, they can sleep with you?”

“Tell me the price; I, David Benington, am no pauper either!”

Joanna stared at him in disbelief.

Was this the man she had known for a whole decade?

Did ten years of affection result in such an insult?

“Damn, David, you scumbag, how can you have the audacity to appear in front of Joanna?

Don’t you feel shame on your face?” Unable to contain her rage, Aria Rowlett cursed at him, pointing at David’s nose, “You shameless bastard,”