NovelEnglishChapter 308: Gordon stepped forward, positioning himself squarely in front of Melany.
His face radiated a haughty disdain.
My relationship with Allison has nothing to do with you, he said, his voice laced with cutting sarcasm.
During the banquet, hed done his homework.
Hed uncovered the details: in the three years since Allison had disappeared, she had been in Ontdale, married to Colton.
But what struck him most was Coltons astonishing idiocy.
He had actually dared to mistreat her.
Mr.
Stevens, Gordon continued, his tone dripping with mockery, while you were still married to Allison, you didnt mention that you were still in touch with Melany, did you? Colton stiffened, but Gordon pressed on relentlessly.
If I remember right, Miss Johnson had already moved into your hbefore the divorce.
And Allison, being the gracious person she is, never held it against you.
But youve got the nerve to chere and provoke her? His lips curved into a smile, but the ice-cold malice in his eyes made everyone present shudder.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNearby, Kellan handed Allison a handkerchief, its delicate embroidery adding a touch of elegance.
A subtle, refreshing fragrance emanated from the fabric, gradually diffusing through the air.
Its revolting to be touched by a scumbag like that, Kellan said casually, not even bothering to glance at Colton.
His mere presence, however, was enough to send Coltons heart racing.
No one dared to intervene.
They were all astute enough to understand the unspoken history between Colton and Allison.
Sensing her plans falling apart, Melany cursed inwardly, her expression darkening.
She quickly fired back, targeting Allison.
Allison, I only stayed at Coltons place because I had nowhere else to go after returning from abroad.
I never meant to hurt you, she said softly, her tone calculated to appear nauseatingly sweet.
After all, unlike you, I dont have many friends.
Maybe you really dont like me, which is why you not only accepted my wedding gift but also Smack! Melanys words were abruptly cut off by the sharp sound of a slap reverberating through the room.
Stunned, she stared at Allison, her eyes wide with disbelief.
You... how dare you hit me? Her voice quivered as she clutched her throbbing cheek, her calm façade crumbling.
The raw fury simmering beneath the surface blazed to life.
Allison flexed her wrist, her expression completely unfazed.
Yes, I did.
I was willing to let things slide earlier, but you just couldnt keep your mouth shut.
Melanys mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, her chest heaving with suppressed rage.
Allison! She lifted her hand to strike back, but Allison moved faster, catching her wrist in a vice-like grip.
Melany winced, realizing she couldnt budge even an inch.
Allisons voice was steady, almost too calm.
Rebecca and I had already bought that dress, but your mother cbarging in, throwing a tantrum and guilt- tripping us into handing it over to you.
Her lips curved into a scornful smile as she met Melanys gaze with unwavering disdain.
Shall I ask the store owner to pull up the surveillance footage and display it on a giant screen in the city center for everyone to see? Panic flashed across Melanys face.
Allisons grip tightened painfully, and beads of cold sweat gathered on her forehead.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe didnt dare respond directly to Allison because she knew this crazy woman might actually do it.
Let go! Melany demanded, her voice strained with pain and fear.
As you wish.
Allison released her without warning.
Unprepared, Melany stumbled back and crashed onto the floor.
A sharp gasp escaped her lips as pain shot up her spine.
She lay there, dazed and humiliated, aware of the murmurs and snickers from the onlookers. Tears welled in her eyes, blurring her vision.
She blinked furiously, trying to hold back her embarrassment.
Allisons next words struck like a dagger to Melanys chest.
Speaking of wedding gifts... didnt your ex-husband give you one when you got married? Allisons voice was light, almost playful, yet dripping with malice. Melanys face went from ghostly pale to beet red in an instant.
She had never felt so utterly exposed and disgraced.
You...! This time, she wasnt faking it.
Real tears spilled down her cheeks, driven by genuine, seething O M el frustration. Youre doing this on purpose! .
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