My Supermodel Wife

Chapter 435 - A Savage Villain Like Her Doesn’t Deserve To Cry!

When they heard Sasha's scream of pain, everyone was still silent.

Sasha, who had just thrown a punch in Tom's face, could only surrender in pain. Her saliva and tears slowly flowed down her chin. It didn't look sad in the slightest and instead a little disgusting.

"Tom, let go of her!" Irene could not bear to see a woman being treated that way so she stepped in to intervene.

Her words finally made Tom's anger subsided and his unfocused eyes gradually became clear.

His palm stiffly moved away from Sasha's face, and he took a step back while still keeping an emotionless face.

Sasha fell in front of him and grabbed her jaw. The pain caused her tears to fall uncontrollably.

"Ah, ah…"

She seemed like she wanted to speak, but the pain prevented her from doing so. The woman could only cry like a child.

If it happened before this, the people in the room would've helped her out of pity.

But today, she was completely alone and helpless.

Sasha held her face as she turned to Jean while sobbing. The woman continued to shed tears, as if she had suffered great grief.

At this moment, the man was looking at her with his handsome face and cold eyes. His ocean blue eyes looked like the bottomless sea, dark without any color. Then his lips parted as he spoke indifferently, "You stupid woman, why are you doing stupid things like this?"

Jean didn't feel any pity and the remnants of friendship that was still in him today had completely disappeared.

Sasha's tears flowed even more profusely, there were so many things that she wanted to say but she was utterly helpless.

"That's enough Tom, I suggest you immediately arrange for someone to take her to the hospital," Jean couldn't stand Sasha's pathetic appearance. It seemed that she didn't even notice that her jaw was dislocated.

After all, this miserable woman was the daughter of a family he knew. Jean didn't want to risk the friendship of the two families just because he let Sasha suffer like this.

Hearing his words, Tom stared at Jean with a cold expression. "What are you talking about? It's still just starting."

His heart had been broken and as if it wasn't enough, the woman ruined his reputation, so dislocating her jaw was only a small punishment for her.

Hearing Tom's words just now, Sasha looked at the man dumbfounded. Her face was as pale as a paper.

How could he treat her like this?

Even if Jean didn't care about her now, had he forgotten their friendship from childhood when they grew up together?

Maybe Sasha's expression was exaggerated, so Jean felt that this girl was still acting.

Jean licked the corners of his lips, leaned forward and picked up the cigarette case Chris had placed on the table. He held the cigarette elegantly and lit it.

Smoke began to blow from his lips, white clouds immediately covered his handsome face.

The man's face was slightly smeared by it, but he went back to smoking his cigarette and his eyes looked cold. He opened his mouth lightly, "Do you really think your story just now could be a good bargaining chip for you? Do you think you can do whatever you want with that chip? Don't you think how angry I was when you keep insulting my wife again and over again?"

His piercing words along with his sharp eyes fell right on Sasha's face.

At this time, the woman no longer looked as elegant and dignified as her social status. Listening to Jean's sarcastic words made her lose her mind.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sasha pounded the floor while crying loudly. Inadvertently, her gaze met Lilia's mocking eyes.

The supermodel's eyes were bright and clear, allowing Sasha to see her tragic situation clearly through her reflection on the pair of Lilia's dark eyes.

She was a dignified descendant of the Hiroshi family, how did she become like this?

That was not her…. Right! That woman was not her!

Lilia clenched her fists and broke away from Jean's side.

She squinted her pretty face, narrowed her eyes and looked at the weary Tom. She really couldn't take it anymore. "Miss Sasha, look at your future husband! Don't you see how hard he tried to make you happy? You have done many things and have absolutely no qualms about betraying and breaking the relationship between extended families just to fulfill your selfish desire. Have you never considered the consequences?"

"You also forced James and Irene to come here to make Jean choose between us. Did you hope that when Jean chose you, the Wibowo family and the Hiroshi family wouldn't do anything about it?"

Listening to Lilia's words, Sasha was horrified by her hazy consciousness.

How could her perfect plan fall apart?

From the start, she had paid close attention to all of these details. On the day of her engagement banquet, Sasha would admit that she was a girl 14 years ago and asked Jean to choose her.

As long as that man wanted her, she would even cross seven oceans to be with him.

Sasha knew very well how important that little girl was to Jean, so she planned all this carefully.

Unfortunately, she never thought Lilia would be the real little girl.

At this time, Tom, who heard his name being called, turned his head around with empty eyes, as if showing that the man was tired of crying.

This incident really made his heart broken and empty.

Lilia was sad when she saw him, while Chris just sighed softly. He then took the cigarette box and stood up from the sofa. He slowly walked over to Tom, raised his hand and tapped him on the shoulder. He then handed over the cigarette box. "Silly boy, don't cry anymore, it's over."

Even though Tom was the most immature of them, it seemed like he had truly fallen in love with Sasha Hiroshi. And what Sasha had done to him today literally killed his soul.

Tom stared at the cigarette box in Chris's hand. His blood was boiling, his rage was still peaking at the top of his head.

As he trembled and picked up the cigarette case, Chris was clearly seen bending slightly and blocking his face. A drop of tears suddenly fell and hit Tom's leather shoes.

A drop of tears splashed on the surface of the shoe, and though it was a single tear, the voice Tom could still clearly hear the voice.

He saw his friend and smiled stupidly.

Chris' heart felt tense and made him feel uncomfortable. Seeing more and more tears pooling in his eyes, he immediately raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. He then slapped his cheeks so as not to cry again. "You don't have to drag on crying over that savage villain. You're just wasting your time."

Everyone knew who the villain he referred to!

Chris pulled out his dry soft handkerchief and wiped it on Tom's eyes. His eyes became slightly swollen from crying too much.

Not long after, Tom brushed off Chris's hand. He looked at his friend gratefully and took out a cigarette.

A strong mist immediately brushed against his throat, it eased the pain he felt in his chest a little.

Tom breathed a sigh of relief, and when he saw Sasha's figure once again, he didn't have any expression.. The man completely looked like an emotionless statue.