Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth
Chapter 116 Are You Going to Trouble Gwenda?

Martin did not notice that Gwenda was also here. So, when he saw Gretchen slowing down, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"Huh? N-nothing."

Gretchen attracted his attention. "Martin, let's sit over there."

"The view over there isn't too great..."

"But I want to sit over there!"

Gretchen forcibly pulled him in the opposite direction of where Gwenda was.

After they sat down, Martin wanted to get up and grab some food, but Gretchen beat him to it and said, "Martin, you've been running about the whole day. Take a break, alright? I'll go get it." "I'm not tired."

"Martin, just sit, okay?"

Gretchen stopped him from getting up and went to get their food.

Martin found it all a little odd, but he did not think too much about it.

In the buffet area, Gretchen glanced around while selecting her food of choice.

Finally, after scanning the whole room, she saw Gwenda.

She was sitting with an old lady and a young girl, as well as a man.

The man had his back to her, so she could not see his face.

However, Gretchen was certain that this man was the same one that she had seen at the charity banquet.

But, who exactly was he?

Gretchen was very curious.

"Hey, missy! If you're not going to eat that much, then don't take everything! You're emptying the tray!"

Nearby, a patron called out to her with a frown as he eyed her overflowing plate with dissatisfaction.

Gretchen returned to her senses and looked down before releasing an awkward smile as she returned some of the food items to the tray. "Pardon me."

She picked out a few more different dishes before going back to her table.

"What took you so long?"

Martin asked casually as he considerately took the plate from her hands.

"Oh, there were so many delicious things. I was thinking about which one I wanted to eat."

Gretchen did not tell him the truth. She was thinking about how to get a better look at the man's face.

"Don't worry, we can take our time while eating."

Martin did not notice anything off with Gretchen and picked up his cutlery.

Gretchen was about to eat when she caught sight of Olivier heading towards the public restrooms.

Her eyes moving back to look at Martin, she said, "Martin, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Okay."

Martin was not too concerned about it.

Gretchen hurriedly followed Olivier.

At this time, there were not many people in the restaurant.

Olivier's sixth sense was always on point. Before long, he noticed that someone was following him.

His eyes flickered with alertness as he swiftly hid around the corner in front of him.

Gretchen was slow as she followed him due to wearing high heels. When she looked up again, he had disappeared.

"Strange, where did he go?"

Gretchen looked around in confusion. She had just rounded the corner and was kicked to the ground before she could get a clear view of the road ahead.

...

Letting out a shriek, Gretchen fell on her face.

"You're following me?"

A sinister voice came from above her head.

Gretchen tried to stand, but the man had his foot on her back, so she lay immobile on the floor. "I wasn't! It's a misunderstanding, let... let go of me!" Seeing her side profile, Olivier remembered who she was. He lifted his foot and sneered. "So it's you!"

"You know me?"

Shocked, Gretchen hurriedly turned away and covered her face.

Olivier laughed mockingly and said, "Are you going to trouble Gwenda?"

Gretchen was so frightened that she did not dare to move. She kept denying it. "I don't know what you're talking about. You've got to let me go."

"I'm warning you, it's best that you don't have any designs on Gwenda. Otherwise, I'll make sure you won't leave this place alive!"

"I really don't know what you're talking about. Just let me go! What kind of man are you to pick on a woman like me?!"

Hearing her quacky voice, Olivier frowned in disgust and said, "If I ever see you again next time, it won't be as simple as tripping you up anymore." With that, he turned and left.

Gretchen got up from the ground in an awkward fashion. Upon looking down at her dirty clothes, she gritted her teeth. B*stard!!

D*mmit!!00000‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒‒