Meeting You Was Fate novel Chapter 682

After being taunted by Nacy, Bonnie became so incredibly tense that her body stiffened up. With her lips trembling, she snorted disdainfully, "You're insane!"

"Well, if I am insane, what are you?" A nasty chuckle escaped Nacy's lips. Since there was no way to bring her dead baby back to life, there was no reason for her to live in the past. However, the pain of losing a child would forever dwell in her, and now, all she wanted to do was exact revenge on the people who hurt her family!

More importantly, her pride would never let her allow others to just stomp on her dignity.

"I have nothing to say to people like you," said Bonnie contemptuously.

"I'm sorry, but I think it's you who is being aggressive," retorted Nacy.

"You said I spoiled the scenery first!" bellowed Bonnie.

"Bruce, tell me—did I say anything wrong? Am I not right?" asked Nacy.

Bruce stood still and smiled brightly. "You're not wrong, Nacy," he said, somewhat mockingly. "Just a while ago, we could see the stunning view, but now, it is entirely blocked by someone not as stunning."

One of Bruce's best—and worst—characteristics was his sharp tongue. This time, however, it served an excellent role in humiliating Bonnie without using any kind of offensive words.

'Annoying scoundrels! I will get you someday!' Bonnie thought, fuming from embarrassment.

With one final glare at both Nacy and Bruce, she turned around and left, feeling dejected and disgraced.

While she originally intended to provoke Nacy, she just ended up being defeated by her! She didn't expect to be attacked like this at all!

Her shame made her scurry to the bathroom as fast as she could. On her tail was a nervous Jennifer, looking lost as to what just happened.

Under the scorching sun, Bonnie felt that her profuse sweating had ruined her professionally applied makeup. As soon as she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized how messy her whole look was, making her grit her teeth with hatred.

She quickly took out the air cushion foundation from her designer back in order to replace what was lost. Unfortunately, the more layers she put on, the more unappealing she looked as it started to cake around her fine lines and baby wrinkles.

Good thing Jennifer was a master at makeup. She stood beside Bonnie and relentlessly gave her advice on makeup, and how she should have handled things better. "Bonnie," she said calmly. "You need to stop being so angry. Look at you—your makeup is a mess! Don't you realize you're already so pale?" She then pulled out Bonnie's lipstick and gave it to her. "Here. Apply some lipstick, and you'll immediately look a lot better."

Bonnie first took a deep breath and followed Jennifer's advice. Slowly, she carefully outlined her lips with the lipstick and started filling it in, making sure that she wasn't swiping out of the lines. It truly was skillful work and a sight to behold.

Unfortunately, her anger got the best of her. At one point, her hand slipped, and she accidentally swiped it all across her chin. She became so angry that she let out a high-pitched scream and scrubbed her face like a madman. That did not do her any good as she now looked more deranged with lipstick all over her face. One would think she was a woman who just broke up with her partner.

Jennifer hurriedly took out a makeup wipe from her bag to attempt to fix what was on Bonnie's chin, but Bonnie pushed her away. She then channeled all her anger on the one person that was still with her. "Get out of here!" she shrieked, her eyes unfocused. "Are you just here to laugh at my misery?"

"Bonnie, you know I'm not," Jennifer responded, looking alarmed, hurt, and defensive at the same time. "I'm just worried about you!" Tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Bonnie, however, did not care about what Jennifer said. She took her own makeup wipe from her bag and began to wipe her face with it. "Nacy, you little bitch!" she shrieked. "I will never forgive you! I will bring you down!"

Then, she proceeded to scream at the top of her lungs. But after that, she took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. It miraculously worked, and now, she took out a pumpkin-colored lipstick from her bag and started to apply it on her lips. This time, she didn't make any mistake.

Before going out of the ladies' room, she took her red lipstick and wrote Nacy's name on the mirror with it. It was as a warning from her.