Sweet Divorce

Chapter 12 She Should Suffer from What She Did by Herself

Worrying that people in the villa could not hear her, Yolanda Evans intentionally yelled louder, "Rita! How could you bully me like this? You are going too far!"

The servants in Nash family, without knowing what really happened here just now, began to look at Rita strangely.

Some of them even started pointing fingers at her.

In face of this, Rita kept serene.

She walked up to Yolanda, smiled politely, with shining light in her watery eyes.

"Yolanda, I did not even touch you. How could you say that I bullied you?

"You … you …" Yolanda licked her dark red lip. She looked guilty when she was being questioned by Rita. In order not to lose face in front of everyone, she continued to blame on Rita, "You cannot shirk responsibility! It's impossible that I hit the floor for no reason and accused you then."

"I believe you are more clear than everyone about what really happened just now." Rita smiled and started to look at Yolanda gravely.

Yolanda's eyes darted around. She stammered a few words and ended up expressing nothing useful.

At this point, Rita did not want to continue tangling with her.

She stood up, and was about to leave.

Suddenly, a slap hit her on the face.

Clap!

"Rita! Are you thinking that there is no one in Nash family? You killed my daughter and now bully my wife in front of the crowd!" Daryal Nash, Yolanda's husband, angrily shouted out. He just parked his car and hurriedly ran here when he heard his wife's crying. Seeing Yolanda's knee bleeding and recalling the old hatred in his heart, he burst into anger.

Rita's left face ached severely. And there was even a little blood flowing out of the corner of her mouth.

"Rita, are you alright?" Charlotte asked huskily after seeing the five red finger prints on Rita's face.

Rita just looked at Charlotte coldly. She knew there's gloating behind Charlotte's seemingly worried expression on her face.

Indeed, it's happy for Charlotte to see Rita being bullied.

"I'm pretty good." Rita answered coldly. Then she turned her head to Daryal who had an angry look on his face and said to him, "Mr. Nash, you know what? People hitting others without a reason should be held legally responsible. This time, I won't hold you to account since your daughter and I were good friends. But...but you have to apologize to me."

Obviously, Daryal was surprised by Rita, who was neither humble or arrogant.

But then, he spat bitterly at her and said, "pah! You don't deserve it!"

"Well, then, let's call the police." Rita took out her phone from the pocket and was about to call 911.

After seeing this, Yolanda who was still half lying on the ground felt her heart jolted. She didn't want Rita to call the police since she knew what the truth was.

Without thinking twice, she hurriedly stood up and went snatching Rita's phone.

"Don't call! We Nash family don't want to lose face with you in the police station."

"Then, apologize…to…me!" Rita responded firmly after dodging Yolanda's snatching. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

"Pah!" Yolanda continued to snatch.

She couldn't make it since Rita held the phone up. Then she stepped heavily her high heels on Rita's feet.

Rita felt a pain and bent her back a little bit. Immediately, her phone was snatched by Yolanda and she was pushed away by her. "Bitch! You should have been the one hit and killed by that car!" Yolanda roared.

Rita staggered and fell down. Her head bumped on the wall beside the gate and started to bleed.

Feeling intense pain, she gasped. The cold sweat ran from her forehead.

'It must be really hurting; she lied on the ground without moving for a minute.'

Seeing this, Liam Wilson, who had been standing in the front of French window on the second floor, seemed to be a little gloomy.

Although the nuance of expression was subtle, the housekeeper Edward Hall still noticed it.

Edward hesitantly said, "Mr. Wilson, how about…letting me go down to bring Mrs. Wilson back?"

"No! She should suffer from what she did by herself!" Liam answered emotionlessly, staring at the pale- faced girl downstairs.

Once people made a mistake, they should learn to take it. Whether the result itself or the misery from the result, is atonement for everything happened before.

Liam looked away from Rita. He turned his head and was about to walk back to his room.

At this moment, Rita, who was half lying, now hit heavily to the ground.

Glancing at this, Liam's pupils shrieked.

He immediately turned back, finding Rita paralyzing on the cold floor.

'How could she faint?!'

Then, Liam hurriedly broke out of the door.