He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 3

The two of them froze. Lyla shrieked and whipped her head around to glare at Sylvia.

“What the hell? Are you a pervert? Don’t you know how to knock?”

Ford scrambled to push her off his lap, looking at Sylvia with an awkward flush. “What are you doing here?”

He offered a dry, guilty explanation that fooled absolutely no one.

“We were just… joking around.”

Sylvia let out a cold laugh. “So that’s what you call a ‘joke‘ these days.”

Ford looked embarrassed, but Lyla just smirked. “Yeah, that’s how young people have fun. You probably wouldn’t get it, Sylvia, seeing as you’re, like, ancient.”

She crossed her arms, looking Sylvia up and down with pure arrogance.

Tsk tsk, you look terrible. Gonna throw another tantrum?”

‘Are you gonna cry and make Ford comfort you again? That pity party act is getting so old.”

Ford frowned and tugged at her arm, his voice low. “Enough, Lyla. Stop it.”

yla stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes at Sylvia, but shut up.

sylvia gripped her purse strap and looked at Ford. “Let’s go. We need to get to City Hall.”

You said yesterday that whoever didn’t show up is a coward. You’re already acting like a piece of trash–don’t tell me you want to be

lying piece of trash too?”

‘ord paused, his face turning pitch black. “Sylvia, are you serious?”

Cut the crap. It’s been a whole night, aren’t you over it yet?”

I let last night slide, but you still want to make a scene? Keep this up and you’re just embarrassing yourself.”

yla laughed. “Omigod, Ford, don’t you get it?”

She’s just bluffing. There is no way she’s giving up the title of Mrs. Holloway.”

he stepped closer to Sylvia. “Okay, Sylvia, stop threatening him with divorce.”

Last night was my idea, okay? I’ll apologize for him. Happy now?”

Sorry, sorry, soooo sorry. Jeez, stop being mad. You already have resting frigid face–if you keep frowning you’re gonna get

wrinkles!”

ylvia was going to just handle business, but she decided she had a moment to spare.

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Chapter 3

Staring at the sparkling diamond necklace on Lyla’s neck, she chuckled darkly.

“You’re apologizing for him?”

You manipulative little pick–me girl. No talent, but plenty of audacity.”

‘I got your suggestion last night. And seeing how you two were acting just now, I think your ‘treatment plan‘ makes a lot of sense.”

‘Let me try it out.”

Lyla looked at her, confused. “What do you mean…”

Before she could finish, Sylvia dropped her bag, grabbed a fistful of Lyla’s hair, and kicked her hard in the stomach.

Lyla shrieked, caught completely off guard, and crashed to the floor.

Sylvia lunged forward, ripped off her shoe with a sneer, and smashed it right into Lyla’s crotch.

‘Didn’t you say if it itches down there, I should smack it with a shoe?”

You look pretty itchy to me–let me scratch that for you!”

Whack! Whack! Whack!

She rained down a dozen blows. Lyla squealed like a dying pig, mascara running down her face.

Ford! Help me!!!”

Ford finally snapped out of it, rushed over, and shoved Sylvia away violently.

Sylvia stumbled back and slammed her hip against the sharp edge of the coffee table, her face draining of color.

But Ford ignored her completely, tenderly scooping Lyla into his arms.

He turned to Sylvia, furious. “Look at yourself! Have you lost your damn mind?”

sylvia laughed through her tears, “What’s wrong? I was just playing a prank on her.”

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