NovelEnglishFlorence's hand flew up in a fit of rage, and the entire platter of pastries crashed onto Serena's face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe delicate treats tumbled down her collar, onto her lap, and scattered across the floor.
Gritting her teeth, Florence demanded, "I'm asking you one last time, are you moving out today or not?" "Mrs. Cooper, you've got a heart condition; don't work yourself up. If you don't wantliving here, I'll move out." Serena responded with feigned concern, "But to leave Martin - that I simply cannot do. Even if you sentto a countryside cottage, cut off from transport, living on bread and water, with no one to wait on me. I'd accept it all; just letbe with Martin." Florence was fuming, "Fine, you won't leave? Someone, throw her out!!" The two housemaids were too terrified to show themselves.
"Dora? June??" Florence glanced around, astonished that they were defying her orders. She turned to the bitch before her, "You've got snerve. You've been here a few days and you've already got my people on your side? Alright, today, I'll personally see you out!" Florence stood up, and Serena, with tears streaming down her cheeks, clutched at her clothes and pleaded, “Mrs. Cooper, I know you dislike me. Why not hitto vent your anger? Beatonce, ten times, twenty times, as long as you letstay with Martin, I'll endure anything." "Serena, can you spare us the theatrics?" Diana stood up as well, moving to push her wheelchair.
Serena pressed her hands against the armrests and flung herself forward onto the ground, dropping to her knees before them. "Mrs. Cooper, Ms. Cooper, Martin and I are truly in love, please bless us," Serena even went as far as to bow her head to the ground.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFlorence was stunned by the display of melo, not expecting the act to reach the extremes of kneeling and bewing, "Today, even if you split Yead open, you're leaving Martin! Diana!" Diana immediately stepped forward to help lift the woman back into her wheelchair, But Serena played the part of a timp ragdoll, sprawling on the ground, refusing to budge, Mrs. Cooper, Ms. Cooper, please don't be like this." Serena flailed her heavily bandaged hands, pretending to strike them carelessly, her long nails deliberately grazing their wrists and the backs of their hands.
"Serena!!" Diana was truly enraged.
After enough thrashing, Serena clung desperately to Diana's leg, sobbing theatrically, "I really love Martin." Florence couldn't pull Serena away; she tugged at Serena's clothes, even her hair, but Serena wouldn't let go. "Have you no shame?" Florence was beside herself with anger and slapped Serena on the shoulder.
"Mrs. Cooper, you might as well kill me; as long as I'm breathing, I won't leave Martin." Florence launched into a physical tirade, and Diana joined in without restraint, their fists and feet raining down. "What are you doing?" At that moment, Martin, having heard the commotion, rushed in. He pushed his mother and sister aside and tenderly helped the woman on the floor.
"Why are you wet? What happened to your clothes?" In a panic, Martin took off his suit jacket and draped it over Serena, noticing her shivering and disheveled appearance, his heart felt as if it was being ripped out, overcwith anguish. S
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