Agnes' Awakening: From Zero to His Whole World novel Chapter 76

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Chapter 76 A Slap in Public

“You really don’t gerit, do you?” Agnes said with a lazy smile. “I just called you stupid, and you proved me right. Wow.”

Ursa snapped, her voice sharp and vicious. “Agnes! You’re nothing but trouble! No wonder your parents are dead–you probably drove them to it! You ruin everything! Hillary tried to kill herself yesterday because of you! My brother feels so guilty he’s been at the hospital all day with her! If you have any decency, just leave!”

Neal couldn’t take it anymore. He raised his voice, anger clear in his tone. “Enough! Ursa, stop it! I didn’t think you could speak so harshly!”

Ursa froze for a second, as if she had just remembered Neal was there. She had always liked him. After Agnes ruined the marriage plan between the two families, Ursa had been waiting for a chance to fix things.

“Neal, I’m sorry,” she said quickly. “I was just too upset. Agnes is a terrible person. Why are you still hanging out with someone like her?”

“Terrible?” Neal’s voice turned cold. “Have you looked at yourself? Ursa, stop now, or I won’t be so polite.”

“Neal…” Ursa bit her lip. “I don’t blame you. Agnes is good at fooling people. One day, you’ll see who she really is. I’m just trying to help you. Stay away from her.”

“My life is none of your business,” Neal said flatly.

Ursa stomped her foot in frustration. “Neal!!”

Agnes barely heard the rest. Her mind was stuck on what Ursa said–Hillary taking pills.

At first, she was surprised. Then she let out a soft scoff.

She didn’t even need to think. This had to be another one of Hillary’s tricks.

Ursa said Raymond had been at the hospital all day. So Hillary got what she wanted again. That jerk always fell for it.

No wonder Raymond had been quiet all day yesterday. He was supposed to meet her a Estelle’s place, but

he never showed up.

No matter what, Hillary always came first in his heart.

Agnes almost laughed. She had nearly been touched by him that day. Good thing she stood firm on her

stance.

She looked at Ursa, her voice calm and cold. “What does Hillary trying to kill herself have to do with me? What, she couldn’t get what she wanted, so now she’s hurting herself?”

“Stop pretending!” Ursa shot back. “My brother doesn’t love you! In love, the one who isn’t loved is the lover! If it wasn’t for you back then-

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“Back then?” Agnes slamined her hand on the table and stood up. Her voice cut through the room like a

Chapter 76 Slep in Publie

blade. “What about back then, Ursa? How long are you going to keep telling that lie?”

She stepped forward, pointing a finger hard against Ursa’s chest, forcing her to back up.

“Back then, Hillary left Raymond and ran off to Montara. Now she regrets it and comes back. That’s all! From start to finish. I had nothing to do with their relationship!”

Her eyes burned with anger. “And you know that. You’re just playing dumb. You know exactly what you’re doing.”

As Agnes spoke, she jabbed her finger hard into Ursa’s chest again and again, forcing her to stumble backward.

Ursa stared at her, shaken. Agnes looked fierce, like she might grab her throat at any second. A wave of fear and guilt rose inside her.

“And another thing,” Agnes said, her voice sharp. “I’m not the one who ruined the family reputation–you are. Just look at yourself. Do you act like someone from a good family? And your useless brother-”

She let out a cold laugh. “Oh, right. Maybe you forgot how your mother married your father.”

“You bitch!” Ursa was shaking all over with anger.

“How did I marry my husband?” a calm voice cut in. “Agnes, go on. I’d like to hear it. I’d really like to see how a daughter–in–law dares to talk behind her mother–in–law’s back.”

Everyone turned toward the speaker. Jillian walked in from the restaurant entrance, graceful and composed.

Ursa had planned to meet her there for lunch. Both/mother and daughter already disliked Agnes. Today, Agnes had walked right into their hands.

Jillian stepped up to Agnes. Then, in front of everyone, she raised her hand–Smack. Agnes’s face snapped to the side.

Neal shot to his feet, anger flashing across his face. “Mrs. Newton, don’t you think that’s too much?”

Jillian smiled calmly and looked at him, completely unbothered.

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