After Throwing Me Into the Sea, The President Went Bankrupt

I had been following Hudson Carter around since I was a child.

The people around him laughed at me for being a mute social climber.

Hudson didn't care about their jokes at all.

"I can have any kind of woman I want. Do you think I'd like a mute?"

Everyone said that I loved him so much that I didn't care about my dignity.

Even Hudson himself thought so.

But there was something they didn't know.

When I could speak again, Hudson would become a beggar.

In the bar, men and women were dancing wildly on the dance floor.

The loud noise was deafening me.

Just now, I received a message from Hudson.

"Boozy Bar. I'm drunk."

Over the years, he had done this kind of thing many times.

Last year, he deliberately called me in the middle of the night.

He asked me to pick him up in the mountains because he and his friends looked at the stars and were drunk.

But when I got there, I saw him and his friends.

There was also a group of rich young men.

Seeing me, they covered their stomachs and laughed as if they had heard a joke.

"What an idiot! She really came. She didn't use her brain."

"It's all because Hudson is too charming!"

"Well done, Hudson!"

I was mute, but I wasn't deaf.

I heard all of their teasing.

Hudson didn't care about it at all.

Instead, he drank with them and snickered at me.

"Go back. I'm not drunk yet."

Hearing his words, I hesitated and stepped forward to persuade him.

I signed to him slowly.

"Hudson, no more drinks. It's not good for your health."

Unexpectedly, Hudson pushed me away in front of them.

I lost my balance and fell to the ground along with the bottle.

Glass shards pierced through my palm and blood flowed all over the ground.

I looked at him with tearful eyes. Even the people around me couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to help me.

However, Hudson stopped them with a glare.

That night, I walked back from the mountain with the untreated wound.

The next day, I had a high fever.

In a daze, I saw Hudson come to my bed.

"The distress level has reached 50%, and you are another step closer to success, Claire."

A familiar voice came into my mind. It took me a lot of effort to hold it back.

If I didn't want Hudson to feel sorry for me, I would have taken a taxi.

I walked down the mountain alone.

However, when I thought that I was one step closer to success, I was overjoyed.

As long as Hudson fell in love with me and his love for me reached 100%, all of his money would be mine.

...

Thinking of this, I felt all the grievances I had suffered were worth it.

"Claire, Hudson is over here!"

A male voice pulled me back to reality.

I followed him into the private room.

All the people present were Hudson's good friends.

I had seen this countless times.

I did this for money, but I had to endure their probing gaze every time.

I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable from the bottom of my heart.

The only difference was that Hudson seemed to be drunk this time.

There was a girl sitting next to him.

Under the light, I could tell at a glance that she was the actress who was rumored to be Hudson's girlfriend a few days ago.

I stood by the door and no one paid attention to me.

As if they couldn't see me, they hooted and wanted to see Hudson kiss Freya.

Their noise was so loud that it drowned out the music outside.

Freya looked shy and slipped into Hudson's arms.

From time to time, she looked up at him and then hesitantly leaned closer.

Unexpectedly, Hudson moved a little away from her.

"You! Come here!"

He pointed in my direction.

Freya was embarrassed when Hudson asked for me.

The smile froze on her face as she stared at me with widening eyes.

Under their gaze, I slowly walked toward Hudson.

As I got closer to his seat, he reached out his hand.

He pulled me into his arms.

Even Freya was nudged out of way.

Unexpectedly, in the next second.

Hudson pressed his lips closer to mine.

Subconsciously, I turned my face away and his lips brushed my hair.

My disgust for him was expressed through my actions.

However, I was not a professional actor.

Sure enough, my behavior annoyed him.