CHAPTER 10: CHAPTER 10: JORDAN HAWTHORNE ISN’T WORTH IT

Sabrina’s face was already a bit pale from discomfort.

Upon seeing this scene, all the color drained from her face.

She always knew that Jordan Hawthorne didn’t love her.

But right now, while they were still married, even if she couldn’t see him in private, he acted so brazenly, hugging and embracing right in front of her.

They... are simply too much!

The people in the room didn’t notice Sabrina’s presence.

But Jordan saw her.

It seemed he hadn’t expected Sabrina to return at this moment, and there was a subtle change in his expression.

But in just a second, he returned to normal.

He didn’t seem to have any intention of pushing Brooke away, even asking with concern, "How do you feel? Can you stand steady?"

Brooke held her forehead and replied, "I’m fine..."

Though she said so, her face clearly showed signs of intoxication, and her body swayed slightly.

Then, she suddenly leaned towards Jordan’s embrace...

Jordan didn’t get angry; he just supported her shoulders helplessly, and indulgently said, "You’re drunk; I’ll take you home first."

With that, he reached out to take Brooke’s bag and coat, then looked serious and said to everyone, "We’ll call it a night."

Everyone present naturally dared not say anything and quickly stood up, echoing, "Alright, President, take care."

Jordan nodded and soon helped Brooke out.

Sabrina stood at the door of the booth.

As they passed by her, Brooke suddenly paused and softly said, "Jordan, why don’t I go on my own, and you take Sabrina back instead? She also drank tonight..."

She pretended to be understanding.

Jordan glanced at Sabrina and said calmly, "No need. She only had one drink; she won’t get drunk and can go back by herself...

It’s you who’s drunk like this. If something happens, I can’t explain it to Uncle and Auntie!"

After saying that, the man left with her, bypassing Sabrina.

At this moment, Sabrina sharply noticed that Brooke lifted her gaze in the man’s embrace, a mocking yet triumphant smile playing at the corner of her mouth.

Like she was declaring her victory!

In that manner, where was any sign of being drunk?

Sabrina clenched her fists, not stepping forward to stop them.

She knew that even blocking them would be useless...

After all, Jordan had said she could handle herself!

That man had always treated her this way!

She recalled a time before when she was made drunk by a client due to a company project.

At that time, she contacted Jordan to pick her up.

In the end, he just sent a driver over.

He himself was busy handling business...

In his eyes, her safety was never a priority, not even as important as his work!

If he cared even a little, how could Brooke make such provocations?

Sabrina tried to ignore her uncomfortable emotions, not to care...

That night, as the dinner ended, everyone originally planned to go for another round.

But Sabrina declined.

She really wasn’t in the mood, and she refused everyone’s good intentions, leaving on her own.

Outside the restaurant, she discovered that a heavy rain had started without her noticing.

Sabrina hadn’t driven there, suspecting she might drink.

At this hour, ride-hailing was in high demand.

She was already over a hundred people in the queue.

Sabrina waited under the porch, shivering from the cold wind of the winter night, and her stomach ached more intensely.

Before coming out, she had thrown up in the bathroom, and now she felt uncomfortable all over.

Just then, a familiar Rolls Royce drove past her.

The wheels splashed up water, some of it spraying onto her, and she saw in the back seat Jordan’s elegant figure with Brooke snuggling intimately against his shoulder.

Sabrina’s nose twitched, as if unable to hold on any longer, her eyes turning red...

She crouched down, fingers trembling as she searched through her contacts on her phone.

The only number she could call was her best friend, Tessa Hughes.

"Tessa, could you... come pick me up?"

Tessa heard her choked voice and quickly asked, "Sabrina, what’s wrong? Where are you? I’m coming right now!"

Sabrina gave her the restaurant address.

Ten minutes later, a red sports car came roaring to a stop at the entrance of The Lyra Port Restaurant.

Tessa got out and immediately looked around; it didn’t take long for her to spot Sabrina.

She was curled up by a column, her eyes red, looking vulnerable and thin!

Tessa was frightened by her appearance and hurried over to take her hand, "Sabrina, are you alright? My God... Why are your hands so cold and your clothes a bit wet? Who bullied you? Tell me, I’ll deal with him!"

Sabrina shook her head, not wanting to say anything.

She leaned in and hugged Tessa, as if drawing some strength from her to keep from collapsing.

Tessa noticed her poor mood and didn’t ask further questions, gently patting her back, "It’s okay, it’s okay, whatever happens, you’ve got me. Let’s go home first, okay? Your clothes are wet, and it’s so cold outside; you’ll catch a cold..."

Sabrina didn’t refuse.

Tessa immediately took her into the car and drove home.

Her place wasn’t far from the restaurant.

As soon as they stepped inside, she started urging Sabrina, "Go take a hot bath now, dry your hair afterward, and there’s a clean bathrobe in the bathroom. I’ll find some clothes for you."

Sabrina nodded and did as told.

After soaking in the hot bath, Tessa had already made ginger tea for her, motioning her to drink, "Come drink this; I added a lot of sugar, so it won’t be too spicy."

Sabrina drank the ginger tea compliantly.

Indeed, there was a lot of sugar, and that sweetness tempered the bitterness in her heart, somewhat lightening her mood.

Tessa patiently waited for her to finish drinking, and after she put down the bowl, she asked with concern, "Can you tell me what happened now?"

Sabrina hadn’t initially planned on mentioning those troubling matters.

But with the state she was in tonight, Tessa would undoubtedly be very worried.

If she didn’t speak up, Tessa would surely keep asking until she got to the bottom of it.

So, Sabrina tried to be concise and picked a few points to explain.

The details weren’t exhaustive, but Tessa was smart and pieced together most of the story in no time.

She could almost imagine the situation Sabrina was facing after these events.

She was furious, slapping the table as she stood up, "How could Jordan dare treat you like that??? Has he forgotten that when he couldn’t walk, who stayed by his side without leaving?

Without you, he’d still be a cripple now, and yet he dares to brazenly bully you and flirt with his ex-girlfriend while you’re still married!

To think I used to see him as aloof, a gentleman, but I never imagined he’d be such a bastard... so disgusting I can’t even look!"

After venting, Tessa sat back down and hugged Sabrina, feeling deeply distressed, "Sabrina, have you been going through a lot lately? Why didn’t you tell me sooner?"

Although she might not be able to help much, offering some comfort or picking her up, providing a place to stay, she could still do that.

Sabrina felt the concern from her friend, and her cold heart gradually began to warm.

She shook her head, answering softly, "There’s nothing worth saying... Now that I’ve left Hawthorne Group’s R&D department, it’s good that I can focus on developing a career I like."

At this point, she sincerely looked at Tessa, her voice hoarse as she said, "Tessa, I’ve... decided to divorce Jordan! You were right before; it’s not worth giving up your career for a man. I now deeply realize how wrong I was!"