Beyond The Divorce - Season 4 Episode 75

Abby’s aggressiveness shocked the onlookers, especially considering she was holding a child. Her irresponsibility made everyone break out in cold sweat.

The child, destined for a fiery spirit, didn’t cry. He wore an annoyed expression instead.

Meanwhile, Melanie made no effort to stop her mother. She watched with smug satisfaction.

Ryan quickly pulled me behind him, roaring angrily, “I dare you to continue!”

His booming shout startled the mother–daughter pair. Abby froze, cradling the child in one arm while the

other formed into a menacing claw.

Onlookers sighed in disbelief. ‘She’s nuts! Going berserk with a child in her arms!”

“Are all mistresses this brazen these days?”

“These two aren’t decent people. Shameless! Not setting a good example for the child!”

Hearing this, Melanie lost her temper. “Do you all even know what’s going on? She’s the mistress here.

After she had a kid and got divorced, she’s now trying to seduce a big shot to marry into wealth. She got

pelted with rotten eggs, didn’t you see?”

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The humiliating scene from our confrontation had brought Melanie great joy.

Seeing them still gossiping, she grew even more furious. With her hands on her hips, Melanie pointed at

the surrounding crowd.

“Stop blabbering! She’s just in it for the money. It’s all over the internet, yet she acts like nothing happened. Now she’s seducing this guy. Who knows why they came to the hospital?!”

The people fell silent, their gazes shifting toward me and then to Ryan. Ryan, a

true gentleman, had never

met such a rude shrew before. Seeing everyone looking at him, Ryan paled.

My pent–up rage was fueled by days of annoyance.

I needed an outlet badly. She not only accused me, but she also wanted to make Ryan look bad in public.

I could take it no longer.

Before I could respond, someone spoke up on my behalf.

“Madam, why are you spreading false rumors? The authorities have already debunked the online gossip. It had nothing to do with this lady. To bring it up again is rather unkind.”

I turned my head towards the person speaking in the crowd. He was a burly man with prominent features, dressed in a multi–pocketed vest. Seeing his outfit, I remembered him. He was one of the journalists at my doorstep before.

When I announced the press conference, I recalled he was the first to disperse everyone. I remembered

his name–Noel!

I nodded slightly, with my eyes full of thanks. Melanie was far from one to defuse a situation.

When she saw the crowd was on my side, she quickly said, “Oh my… I didn’t realize Chloe had so many followers. Men are rallying to defend her everywhere! It looks like you haven’t been short on connections!”

Noel’s face turned red. “This is pure nonsense!”

“You should stop, Melanie. Do something useful now that you have a kid. Don’t set a poor example for

your child and fill your mouth with garbage.”

“Stop acting all high and mighty. Don’t forget how Matthew dumped you. It was because he couldn’t stand your pretentiousness every day. What? You have a gang of men to bully people now?” She kept hurling

insults at me.

The onlookers frowned at Melanie’s unruly behavior.

Ryan had clenched his fists tightly. Facing such an unreasonable and aggressive woman, anyone would

be pushed to their limits. I was already accustomed to their tactics.

I grabbed Ryan’s hand and smiled at the onlookers. “Let’s all disperse! Don’t let this irrationality delay

what’s important. She causes a scene because she gets happier with attention. Let’s go!”

Then I pulled Ryan along.

Little did I know, Abby screamed again, “You cheap tramp! You think you can just walk away after causing trouble?”

She lunged toward me once more. This time, I was positioned on the outer side of Ryan, directly facing Abby.

Abby screeched, and she was in front of me in an instant.

Ryan tried to pull me away, but it was too late. Abby reached out to me with surprising speed.

Instinctively, I pushed her away, trying to fend off her attack. However, what happened next was beyond anyone’s expectations.