She's Going To Kill Me This Time

He simply looked at her and without saying anything, walked away. Why so cold? She wanted him to reassure her that all was going to be okay and he was going to deal with Eve who was the cause of why she couldn't concentrate right now.

“Where are you going? I'm saying something.”

“Go attend to the guests, Melissa. I don't have anything to say to you.”

“Really? That's all you can say. You know why I'm in this condition. It's all because of her. She caused me pain and right now, I still feel the pain, the trauma, I can hear her voice in my head. She's going to come back at me. She's going to kill me this time.” she rushed to him and held his hand.

“Look at my condition, Noah. I know you don't have any sisters and you're an only child but look at me. What if it was your sister in this position? What if it was your sister that would not be able to walk straight again?”

“Isn't that why I'm getting married to you? Because you claim no one was going to marry you in this state? Isn't that the reason you're answering the title as my fiance now? What more do you want?”

“I'm scared.”

“She's not going to do shit to you so calm down. Let go of my hand, I don't have all day.”

He removed her hand from his before turning his back, ignoring the tears that ran down her cheek as he left her standing all alone in the hallway. As soon as he was gone, she wiped her tears off and clenched her fist.

Was it shocking that Eve suddenly became Miss Gray? It was so shocking that she wanted to cry. Like… how come? She never imagined that she would come back this way. She wants to scream at the top of her voice and ask God why she isn’t in that position instead.

She knew that she was doomed now that Genevieve returned. She was going to hurt her. She was going to have revenge on her and make her life a living hell. Was she ready for that? No, of course. Does she want to prevent that? Yes!

“What are you doing standing here all alone?” Recognizing that it was her soon-to-be mother-in-law’s voice, she immediately turned and walked to her slowly before hugging her tightly.

“Mother.”

The woman hugged her back and patted her hair while whispering into her ears that everything was going to be alright and she should be afraid no more.

“Mother, see that? I’m going to die very soon. Genevieve is back. She’s going to come for me. I’m so scared.”

“Calm down, honey. Nothing is going to happen.”

She pushed the woman away slightly and started, her voice was slightly high.

“Nothing is going to happen? That's what you always say. Every single time you always say nothing is going to happen but they keep happening right in front of us. Do something, mother. Please do something. I’m scared.”

“That is why I’m asking you to calm down. You have to calm down so we can think of what to do next and don’t you dare raise your voice at me next time. I am not your birth mother. Calm yourself down. After the party, come see me in my room. We’ll think of something there.”

She passed a last look before heading back to the hall where the party was being held. Melissa clenched her fist as she was gone.

“This party should just end quickly so I can think clearly. I can’t believe I’m in the same building as Genevieve. With the power that she has right now, she can end both I and the Hanks family business. I can’t let that happen.”

Meanwhile, back inside the hall, Genevieve took the last shot of drink and raised her glass to the air.

“More, give me more.”

“You can’t drink more of that, Genevieve. And you too Ella. You should stop. You two are wasted.”

“Leave us alone, you stick head. Let us drink away our sorrow.”

“What sorrow do you have? Last time I checked, you are living a good life, Ella.”

“You don’t even know anything about me, stick head.”

“Me, stickhead?”

“Yes. Have you seen yourself in the mirror?” Drunkenly, she raised her hand in the air to demonstrate what his head looked like. “Your head is like this. Longgg and thin.”

“Really?”

“En.”

“Then have you seen yourself in the mirror?”

“I always look at my cute face every morning.”

“Then you must know that you have a pear head?”

“What? Me, pear head? You can’t think of anything else other than that?”

“I just told the truth.”

Ella breathed in and out roughly in anger as she dipped her hand into her purse and brought out a small mirror. She looked at her head.

“How is this pear head? This is a sexy head. You just don’t have good eyes.”

“I see you're trying to motivate yourself but really, you have a pear head.”

“No, I….”

Bang*

Before Ella could complete her statement, the sound of glass dropping on the table made them look at Eve. She was glaring at both of them.

“I asked for more beer and you two are busy bantering? Should I hit your flat heads with this?”

“Flathead?”

“Flathead?”

“Shut the hell up. One more word and I'll break both your heads.”

“He started it. He called me pear head.”

“You did. You called me stick head. Well, enough. I don't have time to argue with you.”

“I'm done. Let's go home,” Eve said and stood up from her chair.”

“I'll drop you both home. No objection. None of you can drive in this state.”

The three of them stood up and with Liam supporting the drunk Genevieve, they made their way to the entrance of the hall.

As they left the party, they failed to realize cold eyes staring at them with his fist clenched in anger.