A Bride’s Revenge No Longer the Backup novel Chapter 191

Chapter 191 

Finally, Brian could no longer hold back his frustration and swung the door open. He strode toward the room with the light on inside. 

Did Ariana not know it was nighttime? Who would choose to have renovations this late and disturb everyone’s peace? 

“Ariana! You-” 

Brian stopped abruptly as he saw Ariana perched on a ladder, drilling something with an electric drill. 

There were no renovation workers in the room. 

With music blasting from a pair of headphones, Ariana was completely oblivious to Brian’s presence. Noticing her phone on the desk nearby, Brian walked over without hesitation and paused her music. 

Ariana’s world instantly fell silent. 

“Why did my Bluetooth disconnect?” she muttered, puzzled, while taking off her headphones. Suddenly, Brian’s voice roared from below, “Ariana! Get down here right now!” 

His words startled her so much that her foot slipped. Both she and the ladder tipped backward. 

Brian instinctively tried to dodge, but the ladder came crashing down squarely on him, knocking over a nearby paint bucket in the process. 

The white paint spilled all over Brian, covering him from head to toe. 

“Ahh-” Ariana gasped in pain as she landed, clutching her waist. 

She looked up and saw Brian, his face dark with anger and his whole body a mess of white paint. 

“Ariana Torrey!” Brian gritted his teeth, his voice full of fury. 

Ever since Ariana moved in, he had suffered from bad luck–missing money, missed projects, and endless humiliation! 

Could she really have sought out some witch to curse him? 

“Sorry, but you couldn’t sneak into someone else’s room without consent!” Ariana replied, her tone matter–of- fact. “Shouldn’t you at least knock before entering? 

Brian slammed his fist on the ground in frustration at her indignant response. 

“How about you take a shower first?” Ariana suggested as she moved aside to make way for him. 

Brian, completely covered in sticky paint, had no choice. If he didn’t wash it off soon, it would dry and become a bigger nuisance. 

He got up quickly, shooting a glare at Ariana before leaving 

Ariana faltered, but once he was gone, she turned to the door and flipped a bird. “Serves you right!” 

Karma! That was karma at work! 

Back in his room, Brian immediately discarded his paint–soaked suit jacket, shirt, pants, and even his slippers. He threw them all out the window. The overpowering smell of paint clung to him. 

Chapter 191 

“Ariana… Ariana…” Brian muttered through gritted teeth while he showered.