Maisie Lynch rushed to help Ivan Warren up, her face etched with worry. "Ivan, are you okay?" she asked, her voice full of distress.
When Ivan Warren saw Maisie Lynch, there was no trace of guilt on his face. Instead, he snapped irritably, "Who told you to co here? Didn’t I tell you to stay ho! What are you doing here, making a ss!"
Ivan Warren shoved Maisie Lynch away forcefully, as if trying to reclaim the masculine dignity he’d just lost to lody Sumrs.
Pushed by Ivan, Maisie stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.
She pouted, aggrieved, and said softly to Ivan Warren, "I’m sorry, Ivan. I was just worried about you. You were gone for so long, I thought sothing had happened..."
Then, Maisie turned her attention to lody Sumrs. "lody Sumrs, how could you just hit soone for no reason? You have to apologize to him, or I’ll call the police! I’ll tell them you assaulted him and started trouble!"
lody Sumrs didn’t say a word, just stared at Maisie Lynch with an unreadable, half-amused expression.
Maisie Lynch grew uneasy under lody’s gaze and subconsciously turned her head away, trying to avoid her eyes.
Seeing this, lody chuckled softly. "Maisie, stop pretending... You’ve been standing in the hallway for a while now, haven’t you? You heard everything Ivan Warren said to , didn’t you?"
lody recalled seeing a shadow in the stairwell just before she hit the record button.
Maisie must have been standing there since then. She had heard Ivan Warren’s entire proposal to make lody his mistress.
At lody’s words, a flash of panic crossed Maisie’s eyes.
lody sighed and continued, "Maisie, is this really the man you chose to give up your education, your future, and your life for? Maisie... do you regret it now?"
For so reason, lody suddenly felt a wave of sorrow.
Maisie was taken aback by the question. She looked at lody, a little lost, montarily unsure how to respond.
Seeing this, Ivan Warren shot lody a venomous glare and said defensively, "lody Sumrs, don’t even think about driving a wedge between Maisie and ! Let tell you, I was just playing around with you. Maisie is my wife!"
"We n know the difference between the kind of woman you marry and build a life with, and the kind you just play with! You’re just jealous of Maisie and , so you’re trying to stir up trouble!"
At his words, the confusion in Maisie’s eyes vanished. She walked over to Ivan Warren and wrapped her arms around him.
Then, she looked at lody with a resolute expression. "I don’t regret it, lody Sumrs. Don’t think you can drive a wedge between and Ivan. I heard everything just now. He only planned to make you his mistress! But I’ll always be special in his heart. You can’t win against !"
Looking at Maisie, lody suddenly felt a surge of powerlessness.
She had no desire to say anything more to Maisie.
What kind of ntality could make a girl like Maisie, born in 21st-century Cathaysia, live like a woman from before the 20th century?
lody still rembered the first ti she t Maisie. Maisie had been like a golden stalk of wheat growing in a field. She had overco every obstacle, fighting her way from a small village to a prestigious university. She was lively, resilient, full of hope, and thriving.
To think that in just a few short years, Maisie could have turned into... this.
lody shook her head helplessly. "Whatever you say."
’Just hope you’re not afraid of catching a disease...’
With that, lody turned to leave, unwilling to waste another second on these two.
Seeing this, Ivan Warren took a few quick steps to block her path.
He glared at lody furiously, roaring in a low voice, "You little bitch, don’t you think you can just walk away! You beat up like this and think you can just leave?"
After being entangled for this long, lody’s limited patience had completely run out.
So she just watched Ivan Warren quietly and said flatly, "Then what do you want?"
At her words, Ivan Warren’s expression slowly twisted into a snarl. In a hoarse voice, he said, "Either you let sleep with you for a night, or you let hit you back! Otherwise, you’re not leaving!"
"You’re the one who started it today! Even if we call the cops, I’m the one in the right!"
Ivan Warren was clearly blinded by rage and humiliation. With that, he reached out and lunged at lody.
But the next second, he stopped dead in his tracks.
lody was holding a cold pistol, pressed directly against the top of his head.
Her eyes were unnervingly cold, as if she were looking at a dead man. "Do you want to die?" she asked icily. "I can help you with that."
Ivan Warren froze instantly. He stared at lody, his eyes wide with disbelief and his face a mask of terror.
’How could lody Sumrs have a gun?!’
Maisie, standing to the side, was also stunned. She gasped, wanting to scream but afraid the noise would startle lody and cause the gun to go off accidentally.
So, Maisie could only cover her own mouth with a trembling hand.
In the cold stairwell, Ivan Warren was so scared that cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He swallowed hard and stamred, "I... I was wrong... Please, spare . I-I’ll get lost right now! I’ll never show my face in front of you again, I swear! Please, please don’t shoot..."
As he spoke, his knees suddenly gave out, and as if he couldn’t bear it any longer, he dropped straight to the ground.
He never would have imagined that the beautiful woman he thought he could easily manipulate was actually a tough cookie.
After all, who carries a gun these days unless they’re serious business?
Ivan Warren was filled with regret. If he had known this would happen, he would have never, ever provoked lody Sumrs!
lody tapped Ivan Warren’s forehead with the gun. Just as he looked like he was about to piss himself, she commanded coldly, "Get lost."
Then, lody glanced at Maisie. "By the way, if you want to call the police, go ahead. I don’t care. Do whatever you want."
After receiving lody’s "pardon," Ivan Warren and Maisie Lynch let out a sigh of relief, as if they’d been granted a royal amnesty.
Maisie quickly rushed forward, helped up the terrified Ivan Warren, and they fled the scene in a sorry state.
They didn’t even dare to look back, as if they were being chased by a demon...
Watching them scramble away in terror, lody thought, ’I hope today’s threat was effective.’
She wasn’t the type to casually resort to violence. After all, having been reborn once, she believed in cause and effect.
Ivan Warren and Maisie Lynch were disgusting, but their cris didn’t warrant death. It was best to scare them off with a threat.
However, The Sumrs Family would be living here for the next few months. If Ivan and Maisie were determined to be shaless and ca back to cause more trouble, then she’d have no choice but to find a way to dispose of these two problems...
******
The next morning, a groggy lody was sitting at the dining table, sipping seafood congee.
Her stomach still felt a little full from the huge seafood feast the family had yesterday.
But the congee in her hands was savory and delicious, every spoonful bursting with a rich seafood flavor. lody couldn’t bear to put her spoon down, so she continued to eat it slowly, one small bite at a ti.
But to her surprise, before she could even finish her congee, Officer Tristan Tanner showed up at the door.
When lody went to open the door, her brain was still foggy with sleep. The instant she saw Officer Tristan Tanner, her very first thought was: ’That animal Ivan Warren... he actually dared to call the cops?’
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