Divorce me I'm done serving you (Ayla) novel Chapter 119

Chapter 119 Clown Act

Chapter 119 Clown Act

Bria saw that Ayla wasn’t saying anything, so she smirked and asked, “What? Are you scared?”

Renee happened to walk by and looked surprised. “Ayla … ”

Bria said, “If you’re scared, then hurry up and … Ouch!”

Ayla slapped Bria across the face.

Ayla didn’t hold back. The hit sent Bria stumbling, her head buzzing and her cheek burning.

Renee froze, shocked.

Damn.

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Bria was so stunned she didn’t even have time to get angry. She stared at Ayla, confused and helpless.

Smack!

Ayla hit her again, even harder.

Bria stumbled a second time.

Renee snapped out of it. She rushed forward to pull them apart, but Ayla grabbed Bria by the neck and slammed her against the hallway wall.

Ayla was a few inches taller than Bria, so she didn’t need to look up. With her cold expression and sharp eyes, she looked fierce-almost regal-and completely intimidating.

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Bria’s head spun. Her cheek hurt. Her throat tightened, and she could barely breathe.

That rush of pain finally made her react.

Ayla had slapped her twice. Now she was choking her.

Bria’s eyes went wide.

Damn! Ahhh!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

A wave of rage hit her so hard she started shaking. “Ayla, you…

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Ayla squeezed a little harder, and Bria couldn’t finish her sentence.

Her eyes burned with fury. “Ay … Ayla … are you crazy? Don’t you care if you …

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Chapter 119 Clown Act

“These two slaps are my way of apologizing. Do you like it?” Ayla asked with a straight face.

Bria was so angry that she almost passed out.

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Renee, intimidated by Ayla’s energy, didn’t dare pull her off. She tried calming her instead. “Ayla, can you… maybe let go?”

Ayla glanced at Renee, then tossed Bria to the side.

Bria steadied herself and tried to jump back at her.

Ayla grabbed her by the hair, slammed her face against the wall, and held her there hard enough to mash her cheek out of shape.

Bria felt like she might faint from anger.

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It hurt so much. Ayla actually pulled my hair? Seriously? I’m gonna explode! This bitch is insane!

Bria twisted and fought to break free, but Ayla’s grip felt like iron. She couldn’t move at all.

And Ayla didn’t look like she planned to ease up. That tiny flash of fear made Bria’s chest tighten.

But she refused to back down. “Ayla, you’re dead! I’m telling Troy! He’ll never let you go, you crazy bitch!”

“I already slapped Troy a few times. Why would I be scared of you tattling?” Ayla said calmly. “Go ahead. Next time I see you, I’ll keep slapping you.”

Bria’s eyes widened. She stared at her like she couldn’t believe it. “You … you’re lying!”

She didn’t even dare talk back to Troy unless she was acting cute. Slapping him? Impossible.

Ayla was done talking. She let go. “I’m not joking.”

Bria wanted to strike back, but one look at Ayla’s cold eyes made her freeze.

That fear made her even angrier. She gritted her teeth. “There’s no way you would dare to hit Troy!”

Ayla said, “If you don’t believe me, go ask him.”

Then Ayla started to walk away.

Bria had never been humiliated like this. She took the chance and lunged, grabbing Ayla’s shoulder … But the instant she did, her eyes went wide, like she’d seen a ghost.

Damn.

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