Chapter 42 A Suffocating Pain
Gigi stared blankly. She was only going to intimidate Jean. But now she was helpless in Jean’s hand.
“I don’t have much tolerance. I’ve always believed in an eye for an eye. I lost my child because of you all. It’s only right if you were to receive what I did back then, no?”
Jean smiled sweetly, yet her gaze was hair-raising. “I will gladly enjoy watching Edgar lose his mind.” “Don’t be foolish now. Whatever grudge between the two of you has nothing to do with the innocent child!”
Jean stared and muttered, “That’s true. The child is innocent.” What about the child she lost?
Did anyone care at the time?
“No, don’t come near me! Help! Is there anyone around!” Gigi shrieked in a panic. She took a few steps back and lost her footing, falling onto the toilet bowl.
Her dress was soaked through. Jean continued walking towards her, staring coldly at Gigi’s pale face.
“NO!” Gigi’s loud scream could be heard outside the ladies’ room. Ben, who was waiting outside the door, finally went in and pulled Jean away.
At the same time, some guests heard a scream from the toilet and saw Ben leading Jean away, leaving a person sobbing in the toilet.
They peeked inside.
Gigi sat on the toilet seat looking like a drowned rat. She was drenched and a revolting stench came from her. But the highlight was the used toilet brush tied on her head.
She looked as if she had crawled out of a trash can. The others turned their heads, repulsed at the sight. “How does a lady turn into such a sight? What an embarrassment.”
“Such a disgrace. What’s that smell…”
Gigi trembled with anger. “Jean, you fox. I won’t let you get away with this!” Ben led Jean to the garden at the back. “Are you hurt?”
Jean shook her head while frowning. “You came in too early. If I had a bit more time, I’ll…”
His eyes dulled. “Enough already.”
His face was filled with worry. Jean looked away without a word. The next moment, she was pulled into his embrace. His heartbeat was loud in her ear.
“Don’t force yourself. I’d prefer it if you had hit her until she has a miscarriage. Whatever may come next, I will cover for you. But you have to admit, you couldn’t do it to the child.”
“I’m sorry for the trouble.”
Jean took a deep breath. “There are so many reporters around. The news of you entering the ladies’ room might be spread throughout the city. Your reputation will be affected.”
Ben’s expression relaxed.
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