Beyond The Divorce - Season 8 Episode 57

I took a step forward, still scrutinizing her. “Threaten you? I usually don’t bother to do anything like that. I just can’t stand your attitude.”

She looked at me menacingly. “Do you think you’re really that lucky? Or do you believe Atlas can protect you?”

I looked into her eyes, smiling disdainfully. “He’s doing a pretty good job protecting me right now. Anyone who dares harm me will face dire consequences. You’ve seen more than one example. I wouldn’t mind if you tried your luck. Fate will tell who will go to hell’

I grinned mischievously. “You were too ambitious. You’ve committed too many sins, and your time is running out.”

My words angered her, and she raised a hand to slap me.

Unfortunately for her, she was shorter than me, and I was prepared. I deftly blocked her and retaliated with a fierce slap of my own.

I didn’t know if it hurt her, but my hand was numb.

After the slap, I looked at her, playfully saying, “How was that? Did it hurt? If you dare lay a hand on me again, I won’t let you get away with just one slap. Remember that.”

Afterward, I blew on my hand. “My hand hurts,” I admitted reluctantly to Lauren.

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Then, I addressed Lauren and Carol behind me. “Let’s go home. We need to go grocery shopping.”

We left confidently.

I could feel a malicious gaze buming into us from behind.

Carol was ecstatic about my dominant move. She caught up to me and said, “That was a boss move, Chlo. You should do that from now on. Just slap her every time you see her.”

I chuckled, glancing at her. “Do you think I’m so crazy that I’ll just hit someone on sight? If she doesn’t provoke or attack me, I won’t strike back. But if she lays a hand on me, I won’t spare her.”

Lauren smiled. “Looks like she won’t have any peace from now on.”

We reached the parking lot. Just as I was about to get in the car, I saw Oliver get out of a vehicle and head toward us.

I glanced at Lauren, hesitating a little. Should I give them another chance?

Oliver had been coming to visit Lauren, but since she had gotten angry last time, he hadn’t dared try to see her again.

I signaled to Carol, who immediately understood. She stepped back, pretending to answer a call. Then she said to me, ‘It’s a call from the company. The people from Bourdamun have arrived. We need to go back to the office.”

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“I’ll take Lauren home,” volunteered Oliver immediately.

But Lauren said, “Thank you, Mr. Oliver, but there’s no need for that. I can take a cab since I don’t have many things with me. Don’t bother yourself.”

I looked at Oliver helplessly. Lauren had left no room for reconciliation this time.

Before I could say anything, Lauren had already hailed a cab.

Oliver grabbed her wrist. “Do you really have to do this, Lauren? I know I was wrong.”

His tone was humble, and there was a pleading look in his eyes.

Both Carol and I dared not look at the scene unfolding before us. We found it hard to believe that one of the influential figures of Foswood would lower himself like this for a woman.

Lauren pulled her hand back abruptly, glancing at Oliver. Her expression remained unchanged, but her tone was icy, “Please don’t make a scene, Mr. Oliver. I don’t want you to embarrass yourself in public, but my patience is limited.”

‘Lauren…”

‘I’ve made myself clear. Please stop bothering me. I don’t want to live a life where I’m insulted every day, okay?” Lauren was becoming upset.

She had just been insulted moments ago. There was no way she wouldn’t be angry.

She quickly got into the car without giving Oliver a chance to say anything else. She didn’t give me a chance to speak either, leaving me embarrassed and at a loss.

Then, she rolled down the window, telling me coldly, “You and Carol hurry back to the company. I can go home by myself. Don’t bother coming over if you’re busy tonight. I’ll handle things.”

The car sped away, leaving the rest of us staring at each other in silence.