NovelStartChapter 960 Don’t Live in Hatred Madeline dragged Finnley's shoulder and slapped him across his face fiercely.
The crisp sound shocked everyone on the scene.
The senior executives and employees were frightened by her shrew-like behaviors.
So was Mya. She gaped at Madeline, gripping Finnley's arm tightly.
Mya wanted to fight back but repressed her urge.
Finnley didn't dodge purposely. After being slapped, he also didn't cover his cheek, enduring the burning pain.
Calmly, he looked into Madeline's eyes, which were full of hatred.
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"Why didn't you dodge?" Madeline became more furious, thinking she had hit a wood as Finnley had no reaction.
"If you feel better after slapping me, why should | dodge?" Finnley cast down his eyes to cover his mixed feelings. "You must feel frustrated after your daughter passed away. You can vent your anger on me." "Shameless jerk! How dare you stimulate me on purpose!" Madeline glared at him in anger.
Helplessness flashed through Finnley's clinical eyes.
Gripping his arm, Mya checked on his reddened, swollen cheek and felt sorry for him.
In the rain, Finnley bowed at the Calder elders in silence. Then he held Mya's hand and turned away.
"Think Eloise will forgive you, huh? Don't ever think about it!" Madeline cursed behind.
After sitting back in the car, both Mya and Finnley were soaked in the rain. The rain had become heavy. Mya felt a chill in her chest.
"| expected the Calders to be angry, but | didn't expect Mrs. Calder to hit you." Feeling sorry for Finnley, she leaned over to caress his swollen cheek. "Does it hurt?" "Nope." Finnley passed a dry towel to her. "Dry your hair." Mya gripped it, staring at him in frustration.
Finnley fastened the seat belt. Gazing at her intensely, he said with repressed unhappiness, "Mya Saunders, think I don't know what's on your mind, huh?" "What?" Mya was taken aback, wondering why he was angry.
"Listen carefully," Finnley continued in a low voice. He added in a warning tone, fully expressing his love, "Do you want to divorce me? Don't ever think of it!" Then he stepped on the gas. The Maybach roared away.
'How did he know?" Mya hurriedly sat still. Gripping the towel, she couldn't return to her senses for a long time.
The Calder family was still standing before the tombstone sadly.
Madeline hated Finnley to the core. As her husband, Pierre still kept rational, although he also felt the pain.
"Eloise's death wasn't caused by Finnley," he said, "Don't live in hatred for the rest of your life. Eloise is watching us from Heaven. If she saw it, she would feel sorry for you and Finnley." "Boohoo..." Madeline knelt on the ground before the tombstone while weeping. She knew his words made sense, but she felt reluctant for her daughter.
Clarence's case hadn't ended yet as his identity was special. The investigation needed to be done in detail, so they still gathered all kinds of evidence.
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From the internal feedback, the hearing of his case would be held in 15 days.
Shirley had stayed in the hospital for the past few weeks. Ivan cared about her and frequently sent Rowan to check up on her.
Therefore, Shirley's bone fractures recovered soon.
One night, it was drizzling. Darkness blanketed everywhere.
In a study on the third floor of a villa, one wall was built to be the bookshelves. The other wall was full of valuable paintings.
A piano was placed in the corner, looking aged. However, it was tidy and clean, showing how much its owner cared about it.
Sitting at the desk, Zack studied the half piece of crystal in his hand for hours.
Finally, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.
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