The CEO's Wife and First Love

Anthony was born in a poor family. The financial difficulties made him feel inferior and helpless. At school, his classmates often looked at him strangely and bullied him from time to time.

On this day, the class organized a picnic and required each student to bring their own dry food. However, for Anthony, buying fresh and delicious food was simply a luxury. In desperation, he could only use his little pocket money to buy a piece of old, hard, and somewhat stale bread.

When everyone was sitting together and preparing to enjoy the food, the mischievous kid from a wealthy family noticed the smelly bread in Anthony's hand. He frowned and said with disgust: "Hey! How can you eat something with such a smell in front of me? It's disgusting!" After saying that, he deliberately covered his nose and pretended to avoid it.

After hearing this, Anthony's face instantly turned red. He held the bread tightly in his hand and lowered his head without saying a word. Seeing this, other classmates around him burst into laughter, as if Anthony had become a clown in their eyes. At this time, Anthony's heart was full of grievances and anger, but he could do nothing about it. After all, poverty made him look so small and humble in front of these rich kids.

At that moment, the well-dressed and arrogant rich boy rushed forward aggressively, stretched out his hand without saying a word, and slapped the bread in Anthony's hand hard.

Poor Anthony had no time to react. He could only watch his beloved bread being knocked away and then falling heavily to the ground.

However, the rich kid did not seem to give up. He raised his foot again and stomped on the piece of bread that had fallen to the ground several times without mercy.

The clean and tidy bread was instantly unrecognizable, covered with dirt and dust, and completely inedible. You know, this piece of bread was bought by Anthony with the little money he had saved up, and it was also the only food he could eat today.

Now that it was in such a terrible state, Anthony had no chance of having lunch today and he would have to spend the long day hungry.

Poor Anthony, he was 17 or 18 years old, full of youth and energy. The body of a teenager of this age is like a growing sapling, with a huge demand for food and nutrition, and the consumption is increasing day by day.

However, on this day, when he realized that he didn't even have a little food to fill his stomach and was about to suffer from hunger, the raging anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

He clenched his fists tightly, his arms trembling slightly from the excessive force, and his knuckles turned pale from the excessive force. He stared with his eyes wide open, with flames of anger spurting out of his eyes, like an enraged lion, with a heart full of resentment, rushing towards the rich kid with the force of thunder.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the rich kid. Then, he raised his clenched fist high and smashed it down mercilessly.

That punch was filled with the injustice and humiliation he had suffered for a long time, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment at once.

At this moment, Anthony, a burly, young and strong man, opened his eyes wide and roared, then quickly swung his thick and powerful fist, smashing it hard at the arrogant and domineering rich boy in front of him like a storm!

The rich kid usually lived a life of luxury, how could he have experienced such a fierce fight? Facing Anthony's fierce attack, he had no power to fight back and could only retreat in fear. However, Anthony did not give him any chance to breathe, pressing him step by step, punching him hard.

Before long, the arrogant rich kid had become in a state of disgrace, with bruises all over his face, swollen like a pig's head. He groaned in pain and tried to beg for mercy, but how could Anthony, who was extremely angry at this time, let him go easily?

This rich kid, who was pampered and arrogant in his daily life, relied on his wealthy family to make things difficult for poor Anthony and insult him at will.

Every time Anthony tried to resist or defend himself, he was reprimanded and punished more severely. Over time, Anthony accumulated a lot of resentment and anger in his heart.

And at this moment, when this rich kid once again provoked Anthony with his contemptuous words and provocative looks, the humiliations he had suffered in the past flooded Anthony's reason like a broken dam.

He could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart. His eyes widened, his face flushed, and veins popped out on his forehead. Then, like an enraged lion, he swung his clenched fists wildly, and rained down his fists at the hateful rich kid.

Along with the dull sounds of beatings, the screams of the rich boy also rang out one after another. However, Anthony had completely fallen into a state of madness at this time. He had only one thought in his mind - to make the man in front of him pay the price! So he had no intention of stopping, and his fists continued to fall, as if he wanted to vent all the injustices he had suffered over the years...

"I won't dare to do it again! Big brother! Please have mercy on me and let me go! I really know I was wrong! If I continue like this, my life will be in danger!" The rich kid's face was full of fear, tears streaming down his face, his body trembling with extreme fear, and his mouth kept making heart-wrenching cries for mercy.

His voice was so sharp and piercing that it seemed to penetrate the eardrums of people, echoing in the empty space, making people feel pity. However, facing his pitiful appearance, the man called the eldest brother or the boss was not moved at all, and still looked at him grimly, like a heartless sculpture.

The students who were watching from the side were dumbfounded, their mouths opened wide enough to fit an egg, their eyes widened as big as copper bells, they were completely stunned by the scene before their eyes. They saw the tall and mighty Anthony swinging his fists, raining down on the rich kid. Each punch was full of power and anger, beating the rich kid so hard that he had no power to fight back, and could only curl up on the ground and groan in pain.

However, surprisingly, no one was willing to step forward to stop the atrocity, and no one even said a word of dissuasion. The reason was that this rich kid was too arrogant and domineering. Relying on the fact that he was an American and his family had countless wealth, he always felt superior to others and showed a strong sense of superiority everywhere.

In school, he often bullied other students for no reason and treated them as toys to be manipulated at will. Whether it was the weak freshmen or the honest seniors, as long as they did not obey his wishes, they would be bullied and humiliated by him mercilessly.

Therefore, not only did everyone have no sympathy for his misfortune today, but they were secretly delighted in their hearts, and watched Anthony beating him with a gloating attitude.

It was not until the rich kid could no longer make any sound and his classmates were afraid that something might happen that someone came out to stop him. “Anthony, stop hitting him. He might be killed if you continue.” They shouted and pulled Anthony away.

At this time, the rich kid sleeping on the ground was already dying, with bruises and blood all over his face. "He looks like he's dead."