Chapter 42 Till You’re Not Mad
“Stop arguing already!” Mom hurried over, quickly stepping between me and Jack
She sighed helplessly. “You two used to get along so well. When did every meeting turn into a fight? Can’t you make life a little easier for me?”
I scoffed dismissively. “Like I want to argue with him. He’s the one who keeps coming after me for Elsa.”
“When have we ever come after you? If you hadn’t done something to hurt Elsa, I wouldn’t
“Stop arguing!”
The voice came unexpectedly. Elsa, who had been quietly crying, suddenly spoke up. She threw the blanket off herself, walked over, and stood in front of me, her tearful eyes fixed on mine.
“I’m sorry, Jane. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have spread things without confirming the truth first. This is all on me. You can hit me if it makes you feel better. I won’t fight back no matter what you do.”
Then, out of nowhere, she grabbed my hand and pressed it toward her face. Without a second thought, I followed through with the motion and slapped her hard across the cheek. The sharp sound of the slap echoed in the room, silencing everyone.
Elsa’s eyes flashed briefly with surprise as if she hadn’t expected me to actually hit her. She froze with a hand clutching her cheek, which was already swelling
Jack and my parents quickly snapped out of it, rushing to her side in concer
“Oh, come on now. We’re family. How did it escalate to this? Elsa, there was no need to go that far. Let me see, does it hurt?” Mom asked, gently touching her face.
Tears streamed down Elsa’s cheeks as she shook her head with a pitiful smile. “I’m fine. As long as Jane feels better, it doesn’t matter. This was all my fault”
Pushing them aside, she took a few more steps toward me. “Jane, if you’re still angry, you can keep hitting me until you’re not mad anymore.”
I smiled and said, “Sure.” As soon as the words left my mouth, I raised my hand again.
Jack instantly moved to shield Elsa, glaring at me. “Don’t you dare!”
“Why wouldn’t I dare? I tilted my head and smirked. “You heard her yourself–she’s the one asking me to hit her.”
Dad finally stepped in, his tone softening. “Jae, Elsa has already apologized. Can’t you forgive her? Look at how sincere she is. Let it go for my sake, okay?
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I dropped my hand but turned a cold glare toward the person hiding behind Jack. “Fine, I won’t hit her. But I’ll never forgive her.
“Elsa, if you’re so brainless, maybe try reading some books. Use your energy for thinking instead of scheming all the time. Stop trying to play mind games with me when you clearly don’t have the brains for it.
“And let me remind you–I’ve long since stopped caring about Jeremiah. If you’re so into that kind of man, go ahead and take him. After all, ΠΟΙ everyone’s willing to pick up trash like that.”
Elsa’s face turned pale, and she stammered, “J–Jane, you’ve misunderstood. I didn’t…”
I didn’t want to listen to her, so I turned to walk out.
With all of that behind me, I finally returned to my small villa and enjoyed a rare moment of peace.
Meanwhile, Cornell Group had taken a serious hit from the scandal. Their share price kept plummeting. And Eric, being the vengeful type, seized the opportunity to suppress them further, leaving Comell Group with no room to breathe.
I even heard that several companies took the chance to terminate their partnerships with Cornell Group as they did not want to offend Eric.
Sitting behind my phone, I watched the chaos unfold online, feeling a rare sense of satisfaction.
But my good mood didn’t last long Jeremiah called, ask
to meet up and discuss the divorce
