Chapter 642

Warner froze in his tracks, that all–too–familiar look of impatience creeping back onto his face.

Evadne let go of Thaddeus‘ hand and marched up to Warner with the speed of a tempest.

The next second, her slender arm swung through the air, her fiery blue eyes blazing with fury as she slapped the privileged man across the face–not once, but twice!

The sound resonated, leaving the onlookers, including Thaddeus, in shock.

Warner himself was stunned beyond belief, and it wasn’t until the sting on his cheek flared up and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth that he fully grasped what had happened.

He had been slapped!

“Evadne!” Warner covered his face with his hands, his voice shaking with rage as he struggled to hold back his fury.

Thaddeus strode over with long, determined steps, wrapping his protective arms around Evadne, his gaze upon Warner dark and foreboding.

on his face momentarily

my friend! You hit him, you hit me. And if you think you can strut around the Ashbourne estate and walk out like nothing happened, those two slaps are just a taste of

here for this!” Aviana almost cheered out loud.

up to this jerk now, she’d be serving up a plate of Lionel’s

brimmed with tears.

ironic,

of the Ashbourne residence, filling his cold heart with a solace

“I don’t care about the Bright family’s ridiculous rules. This is my home, and Suri is my family. You dare to humiliate her like this?

defiance was palpable.

his heart swelling with pride yet concerned that her hand might

had never suffered

simply trembled with rage, pointing at Evadne’s stunning face, his voice shaking, “You’ve benefited from the Bright family’s generosity, and you dare raise your

who sought the medicine for Evadne. The debt of gratitude is

dark as the bottom of a pan,

family? Fine, then take my womb. It’s useless to me. I don’t want children. You want

“Lunatic!”

either in strength or in wit, Warner’s face turned beet red as he made a hasty retreat. Chasel took one last deep look at Evadne, no longer looking back, and walked out

stood upright by the railing, and his hands, which were holding the blue veins on the railing, tightened.

Chasel’s back, pain tugged at his heart and

anymore. He spat hard on the ground

that Evadne was really

the corners of his lips

break. “When I get home and see Grandpa

the Silverlake Harbor, the atmosphere

the hell is Emeric when his own wife is being

himself enemies, and he expects

soothe her, “Evadne, don’t be hard on your dad, he went

room fell silent.

duty, sounded better

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