Chapter 201
Chapter 201
Dominic lowered his voice. “What are you doing, Isabella p>
Isabella felt deeply wronged. Tears welled in her eyes as she complained, “Honey, she bullied me p>
Dominic replied flatly, “I already said it. That was you being stupid. If you can’t take it, you can leave this place p>
Isabella froze.
Dominic released his grip.
All her strength seemed to drain away. She slowly sank into a squat on the floor and let out soft, miserable sobs.
Calm as ever, Dominic said, “If you live here, anyone who dares to lay a hand on someone should leave p>
With that, he turned and went into the kitchen.
Jessica glanced at Isabella crouched on the floor and clicked her tongue. “Sigh, ex–wife. You can still put up with this? If it were me, I’d have blown up at him on the spot. It’s not like anyone doesn’t have somewhere else to stay p>
Isabella wiped her tears and stood, her voice turning cold. “None of your damn business. My husband can scold me, even hit me. He only does it because he loves me p>
Jessica stared at her. “Wait. You actually believe that p>
Isabella shot her a frosty look and ran toward the kitchen.
Dominic was washing dishes. He caught sight of Isabella entering from the corner of his eye and snapped irritably, “Didn’t I tell you not to come into the kitchen p>
Isabella paid it no mind. She walked over, wrapped her arms around his waist, and said sweetly, “Honey, I was too impulsive just now. Don’t be mad, okay p>
The words genuinely shocked Dominic.
‘Wasn’t my attitude bad enough just now?‘ He turned to look at her, disbelief written all over his face, but she only smiled back
at him.
That left Dominic at a loss. He pointed toward the door. “Alright, stop messing around and go out. I need to cook p>
“Okay!” There was a clear note of happiness in Isabella’s voice.
Dominic couldn’t be bothered with her. As he continued washing dishes, he asked absentmindedly, “Huh? Where’s the other plate p>
Isabella’s eyes lit up. She dashed into the living room and said lightly, “My husband says there’s a plate missing p>
Jessica paused before asking, “Didn’t I give you that plate to break this morning? Where is it p>
Isabella sneered, “You took it out yourself. I didn’t want you to take it. Why are you asking me p>
Jessica panicked and jumped to her feet. “Just tell me where the plate is p>
Isabella pointed toward the door, her tone calm. “Where else could it be p>
Jessica rushed outside and spotted the plate near the stairwell. Her face brightened as she picked it up and hurried back.
Then came a loud thud.
Jessica stared at the tightly shut door, completely dumbfounded.
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That damn Isabella had been waiting for her all along.
Holding the plate in one hand, Jessica slammed the door with the other. “Isabella! Open the door. Open the darnn door p>
Isabella’s muffled voice drifted from inside. “What did you say? I can’t hear you p>
She leaned against the door, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction. After getting hit by so many boomerangs, she had finally thrown one back.
This felt like a milestone–level victory.
Jessica seethed and kept pounding on the door. “Isabella, are you opening it or not? Hurry up and open it p>
There was no response.
“Damn it. Isabella, you’ve got guts. Just wait and see p>
Silence ensued again.
“Ex–wife, what happened earlier today was my fault. Please be kind and open the door p>
Still nothing.
“Isabella, please open the door. I really need to pee! Really, I can’t hold it anymore. It’s practically coming out already p>
Jessica was shouting nonsense outside when she suddenly turned her head.
A petite figure stood not far away, mouth agape, wide enough to fit an egg.
After a long pause, Autumn finally spoke, her expression stunned. “W–What exactly is about to come out, did you say p>
Jessica’s mind went blank.
At that moment, she felt that staying alive might be worse than dying.
Her expression changed again and again. At last, she forced an awkward yet polite smile. “Um, Autumn, I think you misheard me p>
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.