Chapter <b>25 </b>
“What are you doing?“.
“Let me go.”
Theo saw what was about to happen and tried to block Jackson, but he was no match.
“Patricia, just talk. Don’t start a fight.”)
“Patricia, let me go!”
Jackson’s face was like ice as he pressed his hand against Nina’s neck, forcing her to look up at Patricia.}]
Patricia didn’t hesitate–she pped Nina hard across the face.
For a second, Nina was stunned. As she tried to scramble up, a hand caught her by the hair, yanking her head back so she had no choice <!--
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but to look at Patricia.”
One was standing, the other sitting. You didn’t need to guess who was in charge.
Patricia’s presence was overwhelming. Nina felt like she was being crushed, frozen in ce by Patricia’s dark, furious re. There was so much hatred in those eyes, it was almost dangerous. If looks could kill, Nina would have been dead a hundred times over.
“If you can’t watch your mouth, Ms. Miller, I’ll be happy to help you clean it–with the toilet.”
“You think sleeping with my husband means you can treat me like dirt? Who told you that lie?”
Before Nina could even react, a strong arm pulled Patricia away, wrapping around her waist and drawing her back. She stumbled,nding in the warmth of someone’s arms.
There was a heavy silence in the living room, broken only by Nina’s sudden, ugly sobbing.
She’d heard Theo’s friends talk about Patricia before, always with a note of pity. She never understood it–and honestly, she’d always looked down on Patricia. But now, with Patricia’s hand still tangled in her hair and that re pinning her in ce, Nina finally got it.
What a waste.)
Patricia, with her injured leg, was like a broken–winged eagle. If life had been different, the Martin family would never have lost their business to someone else. <fn70a4> Updates are released by fin?novel</fn70a4>
“Patricia, that’s enough.“>
Theo moved Nina farther away, shielding her with a protectiveness that made it hard to tell who was the real wife here.
*She shows up in my house like she owns the ce. If anyone should leave, it’s her, not me,” Patricia snapped, eyes zing. “Now get
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“Stop crying already,” Joseph said, sounding tired. Nina sat on the Miller family’s couch, huping with sobs.
Joseph looked like he’d just rolled out of bed, still in his pajamas,zily smoking a cigarette.
“Patricia hit me. I’m not even allowed to cry?“}
“Was I wrong? They don’t even love each other. She’s just clinging on, refusing to let go. So what am I supposed to be? Mrs. Newton and Grandma promised I’d be the next Mrs. Newton.”
Nina’s voice shook as she wiped away her tears. Joseph just sat there, face dark, not sure what to say.
“I just love Theo. What did I do wrong?“%
“He slept with me Isn’t he supposed to take responsibility?”
Joseph’s jaw clenched at her nonstop questions. He crushed his cigarette into the ashtray, barely holding back his frustration. “So what do you want?”
“I want Patricie out of the picture. For good”
Joseph just stared at her, speechless t
“Come on, you always said she’s just a cripple. Don’t tell me you can’t even deal with her?”
Taking Patricia out was one thing–but the Parsons family was backing her ti
By the next morning, news of the fight at the vi had already reached Kelly
Patricia wasn’t in the mood for any visitors. She didn’t even let Kelly <b>through </b>the door. Jackson stood guard, arms crossed, making it clear no one was getting past ham
Furning, Kelly had no choice but to leave and head to Theo’s office instead!
When she reached the top floor, Aiden wasing out with a stack of files. He greeted her politely, “Good morning, Mrs. Newton,” and quickly made way when he saw the look on her face.
As soon as the door clicked shut behind her, Kelly’s voice rang out, sharp and demanding. “What happened this morning?”