Fabian Hols had dealt with a lot of things at the company today and had intended to co ho and have a good rest, but as soon as he returned ho, he was dragged to her parents’ house by Alia Linton.
Unexpectedly, he got a cold reception there, but she still didn’t give up, dragging him to the Turner Family’s place.
What he never expected was to et Sophia Wood, Ivy Shaw’s good friend, there.
The mont Sophia Wood ntioned Ivy Shaw, Fabian Hols knew that his day wouldn’t go well, and indeed, the situation he faced after returning ho was just as he had foreseen.
She started arguing with him on their way back, and it kept on intermittently until now, leaving him irritated and annoyed by her persistence.
Fabian Hols angrily pulled away Alia Linton’s hand, abruptly sitting up from the sofa, glaring up at her, "Alia Linton! What will it take for you to stop?"
He didn’t want to argue with her anymore; he was too tired.
"I want you to make it clear to , are you still thinking about that bitch?" Right now, Alia Linton’s mind was fixated on making Fabian explain how he felt, and she faced his anger fearlessly.
The more Alia Linton harped on about it, the more Fabian Hols couldn’t sit still, and he stood up abruptly, "Alia Linton! She’s been dead for many years, don’t you think it’s excessive to keep calling her a bitch?"
He looked down at her, who was half a head shorter, his face now filled with anger and discontent.
"Even if she’s dead a hundred years, it doesn’t change the fact that she seduced other won’s husbands. She’ll always be a bitch, a whore..."
Smack!
Fabian Hols’s lightning-fast slap made Alia Linton instantly shut her mouth. It was her first ti being slapped by him, and she was montarily stunned.
After quite a while, she finally regained her voice, "You actually slapped for that bitch? That..."
"Alia Linton!"
Fabian Hols was so angry he didn’t know what to do, clenching and unclenching his hands at his sides, "Don’t think I don’t know about those things you did back then. I have only let it go because of Easton."
He stared down at her standing in front of him, making her unable to avoid his gaze.
His words made Alia Linton’s heart skip a beat, but outwardly, she maintained her angry posture, "What things have I done?"
She asked loudly, trying to cover her inner panic.
Unbeknownst to her, the flash of panic in her eyes had already been caught by him.
"Do you really want to force to spell it out?"
Fabian Hols stared unwaveringly at Alia Linton, his gaze so penetrating that it made her uneasy, leaving her without words for a long ti.
At first, Alia Linton thought Fabian was bluffing, but seeing his angry yet certain expression, she was dumbstruck—he really knew about the things she did back then.
Seeing that Alia had remained silent for so long, Fabian Hols could tell she had taken his words to heart.
"If you still want this family, stop causing trouble, and don’t go ssing with Easton and his wife anymore." Seeing her panic, he took the opportunity to make his demand.
"When did I ever ss with Easton and his wif... what wife? Who acknowledged that woman as Easton’s wife?" Alia instantly retorted, but halfway through, she realized the wrongness in her words, promptly correcting herself with dissatisfaction.
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