Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband Chapter 93: Hurled on the Spot

Maureen’s eyes nearly popped out.

She saw Bernice hugging a man just now. The man lowered his head, and most of him was blocked by
Bernice. Maureen didn’t have a good look under the dim lights. Then, the man raised his head, and
Maureen saw the man Bernice hugging was Bruce.

And Bruce saw Maureen.

Their eyes met.

Maureen turned around with her phone in her hands. She walked away and said, “Damn, they saw
me.”

It felt like Maureen was running away in embarrassment.

“You’re feeling jealous to see them together?” Gianna can’t help to tease Maureen.

“Nonsense. I’m feeling jealous?” Maureen sounded disdain, “I was thinking, even Bruce was desperate,
he shouldn’t find a woman with princess syndrome like Bernice to be his girlfriend. Bernice felt like
everyone have to praise her and humour her. It’s a great misfortune for whoever marrying her in the
future.”

“Who says Bernice wouldn’t change for Bruce? Have you seen Bernice going after anyone and made it
news of the town? Didn’t you see how gentle Bernice was in front of Bruce? She was like a cat!
Everyone has a soft spot.” Gianna continued teasing Maureen.

“I’m a busybody, alright?” Maureen didn’t want to continue the topic.

It was none of her business at all if Bruce wanted to be together with Bernice.



“You’re at nightclubs again?” Gianna changed the topic. She sounded unhappy.

“I was just messing around. Go and get close with Kingsley. I’m hanging up the phone.”

“Hey…”

Maureen hung up the phone.

She couldn’t stand it when Gianna started to educate her.

Maureen took a deep breath and peeked at a corner. She only dared to walk over after making sure
that Bernice and Bruce left. Maureen walked into her VIP room and started messing around with her
friends.

At the same time, in front of the Royal Club.

Bruce was holding Bernice, and they went into a car. Bruce was sending Bernice back home.

Bernice was leaning on Bruce. He tried pushing Bernice away twice, but it won’t work.

Then, Bruce gave up.

Bernice smirked.

She knew being relentless was the only way to deal with a man like Bruce.

When the car arrived at the Kennedy manor, Bruce got off the car with Bernice.

The moment they arrived at the entrance, Bernice turned around and hugged Bruce’s neck. She tiptoed
and tried to kiss Bruce.

Bruce pushed Bernice away.



Bernice’s lips accidentally touched Bruce’s shoulder when he pushed her away. The stain of the red
lipstick got onto Bruce’s collar of his white shirt.

Bruce didn’t notice. The next second, he pushed Bernice further away, then he took a few steps back.

Bruce said, “You’re home.”

Bruce kept quite some distance from Bernice.

“Bruce, can’t you see that I like you?” Bernice’s eyes were red.

Bernice got pushed away by Bruce every time.

She had enough of it.

“I don’t like you,” Bruce was straightforward.

Just like when Bernice confessed to him many years ago, Bruce’s answer was cold and
straightforward.

Tears were in Bernice’s eyes. She asked Bruce, “Then who do you like? Maureen?”

Bruce didn’t answer her question.

“Maureen got together with Brandon many years ago and you still couldn’t let her go? You’re pathetic!”
Bernice couldn’t control her anger anymore.

“That’s my choice,” Bruce was cold.

Bruce walked away after finishing his words.

“Bruce!” Bernice screamed his name behind him.



Bruce pretended that he didn’t hear it.

He hopped into the car and asked the driver to drive away.

For Bruce, he wouldn’t give anyone any hope if he didn’t like the person.

Just like how Maureen treated Bruce.

She didn’t give him any hope. She won’t give him anything to look forward to.

The car drove back to the Royal Club.

Initially, Bruce had a social dinner tonight. Bernice came in halfway and helped him to drink some wine
before getting his approval. In the end, Bernice was drunk. Bruce asked Horace to help him host the
dinner, then he sent Bernice back home.

It was one thing that he won’t get together with Bernice, but as a gentleman, he had to send a drunk
lady back home. If anything happened to Bernice when she was drunk, he will be responsible.

Bruce walked on the corridor of the club. When he arrived at the turning point of the corridor,

“Ouch!”

“Ouch!”

Bruce muffled, then he heard a woman screamed.

Bruce bumped into a woman.

The woman was in a rush. So it was quite a great impact.

The impact caused the woman the backed a few steps after bumping into Bruce. She almost fell.



Bruce quickly reached out his hand and hugged the woman into his arms.

Maureen felt like everything was a blur at that moment.

Who is this? His chest felt like steel.

Maureen raised her head in anger, then she saw Bruce unexpectedly.

Bruce finally had a good look at who he was hugging. They were hugging each other awkwardly.

Maureen quickly stood up.

Bruce let go of Maureen after making sure that she was able to stand.

“I thought you’ve left,” Maureen tidied her attire.

Bruce was the last person Maureen wanted to see right now.

“I was sending Bernice back home. I still have business here…”

“What a good boyfriend. Settle your girlfriend first even when you’re busy, huh?”

Bruce explained, “Bernice is not my girlfriend.”

“Oh yeah?” Maureen sneered, “So, the lipstick stain on your collar. That’s from another woman?”

Bruce was stunned.

He quickly looked down, and he saw the lipstick stain on his collar.

“You know what I hated about you? Your hypocritical!” Maureen insulted Bruce, “Just like your mother.
A two-faced person.”



Maureen left after she finished her words. She didn’t even want to hear any explanations from Bruce.

Maureen was rushing to the performance hall for a performance. She didn’t want to waste another
minute on Bruce anymore.

Bruce could feel Maureen leaving him. He then slowly left the place too.

Like they backed on each other.

Twelve o’clock midnight.

Bruce was greeting Horace goodbye after the social dinner.

Bruce saw Brandon came to fetch Maureen the moment he arrived at the entrance of the club. Brandon
and Maureen hopped into the car together.

Bruce was emotionless. He got into the car and drove back home.

He leaned on the car seat and covered his forehead with his hand. He drank too much.

Bruce wasn’t really a drinker. He could easily get drunk if he drank too much.

He arrived at the Torres' Villa feeling woozy. He got off the car and headed to the main entrance.

Bruce took a few steps forward, and he saw a couple kissing nearby the door where lights were dim.

Bruce didn’t want to disturb them at all.

He understood the need of showing affection between couples.

But Bruce was too drunk, and he wasn’t having a clear mind. He couldn’t hold it anymore. Bruce threw
up.



Bruce threw up everything he had for dinner.


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