Chapter 218 Smugness Comes Before a Beating
Lynette chided herself. I shouldn’t have said anything. Abby’s feeling inferior because of me.
She sat down in a quiet spot and observed Abigail in silence.
Lynette thought that Abigail was a great person. She was talented, humble, and serious when it came to her work. Lynette couldn’t understand why Abigail’s relationship with Sean would end in
divorce.
She heard that it was Lina who looked down on Abigail’s background.
Lynette knew that Abigail’s grandparents raised her. They were both farmers from the countryside who relied on their farms for a living.
A wealthy family would usually turn their nose up at such a modest upbringing.
However, Lynette believed it was hard to find someone of Abigail’s character.
Even though Abigail married Sean, she continued to work on her own career instead of simply living off her husband’s money.
Abigail had no clue Lynette was singing her praises.
When Abigail was nearly done with work, Lynette quickly stood up and said eagerly, “Josh wants us to come over. He’s made some desserts.”
“I want to have a proper meal, not desserts,” Abigail declined without hesitation
Lynette tugged on Abigail’s arm. “Let’s go, Abby. Josh is great at what he does. What you need now is something sweet to lift your spirits.”
Abigail eyed her helplessly. “I’m in a pretty good mood right now.”
“Come on, please? Just for a bite!” Lynette pouted as she pleaded with Abigail, all the while holding the latter’s arm.
“I’ll go and take a look.” Unable to reject such friendliness, Abigail had no choice but to give in.
Lynette would have kept pestering her if she didn’t agree to go over.
Even as she stepped into the tea house, Abigail felt a little dazed.
At the time, she decided against ever having any contact with them, yet how long had it been
since then?
Is it true there are some people you can’t ever keep out of your life?
Josh seemed a little flustered when he saw Abigail. “Why did you come over?”
“Lynette said you made some desserts and insisted that I come over to try them. Did you not make any?” Abigail thought Josh was putting on an act. Why is he acting like this if he had been waiting for me to come over?
“I did. I’ll bring them over right away. Would you like some tea? We stocked some new teas lately, and they’re particularly fragrant.” Josh immediately dropped everything. It was as if he couldn’t wait to scamper off into the kitchen.
“Alright.” Abigail nodded.
“I’ll help you,” Lynette called out to Josh.
“Okay.”
Abigail sat down by the window.
She wasn’t working on any designs lately and felt a little bored to be just sitting still.
Just as she was about to ask Luna about Analise, someone entered the tea house.
Joan cocked her eyebrow when she spotted Abigail. “I didn’t expect that you’d actually be here.”
“What are you doing here?” Abigail asked coolly.
Naturally, Joan came over after hearing about the divorce. She wanted to kick Abigail while the latter was down.
“I came to see you, of course. You must be in a bad mood after the divorce,” Joan chuckled as she
came over.
Abigail’s expression was icy. “Care to bet whether or not Sean will rush here right away if I call him? What about you? Do you think you can marry him?”
Joan remained unaffected. She knew that sooner or later, she would be marrying Sean. Lina said
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“You should be thanking me that the divorce finally happened. Do you think you could’ve a divorce if it weren’t for my help?” Joan had a victorious smile on her face as she took a seat opposite Abigail.
Abigail eyed her icily, “You’re the one who goaded Old Mrs. Graham into coming over to my family and causing a scene?”
“What do you mean? I didn’t goad her into anything. She was already dissatisfied with you. I was just helping you, her, and Sean,” Joan declared smugly.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Lynette rushed over. She flung the piping hot tea she had in hand at Joan’s face. “How dare a mistress like you come over and strut in front of the woman whose marriage you ruined? Has anyone ever taught you decency? Well, I’ll do favor and teach you that lesson today!”
Then, she grabbed Joan by the hair.
“Ahhh!” Joan shrieked in pain.
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“Lynette…” Worried that Sean would go after Lynette for this, Abigail quickly tried to stop her.
Lynette was furious. Her eyes were blazing ferociously. “Don’t stop me, Abby. When my temper gets going, it won’t subside until I bash a few heads in!”
Then, she dragged Joan, who was still screaming, toward the door.
“Let go of me… Ahhhh!” Joan howled.
Abigail went after them.
Lynette dragged Joan to the entrance of the tea house, and before Joan could react, she slapped Joan in the face.
The bystanders stopped to look at the commotion.
After slapping Joan, Lynette shoved Joan to the ground and shouted to the pa*sersby, “Come and see, everyone! A living, breathing mistress! Get a good look at her face, and remember to keep your guard up against her. She might steal your husbands next!”
Joan wanted to cover her face, but Lynette wasn’t going to let her do it. She grabbed Joan’s hair and yanked the latter’s head backward so that her face was on display.
“Weren’t you being all haughty and condescending earlier? You had the nerve to come over and boast in front of the wife, didn’t you? Have you finally figured out what shame is? I thought the word didn’t even exist in your dictionary!” Lynette rebuked loudly and domineeringly.
