Trouble in Paradise (Arianna and Nicholas) novel Chapter 315

The fish tank divider was much thicker than an ordinary fish tank.

Nicholas's palms went numb after smashing the fish tank, but the tank itself remained undamaged. The fish, however, were panic-stricken.

Nevertheless, he seemed determined to break it. He continued smashing the tank until he had smashed a hole in it, causing a strong flow of water to spill out and soak his pants.

I could no longer focus on anything else. Hastily using my clothes to scoop up the flopping fish on the ground, I dashed to the bathroom and filled a basin with water. Saving them felt like saving myself.

Seeing them swimming in the basin, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. But in the next second, a large hand appeared next to the basin and poured everything in it into the toilet!

Nicholas even flushed the toilet…

Gawking at the toilet, I felt my blood boil. Did I still fail to save those little lives?

I looked up at Nicholas and shouted, "You shouldn't disrespect their lives! I've been caring for them!"

He sneered, subtly hiding his trembling hand behind his back. He had exerted so much force that his palm began to bleed, but Ariana was too concerned about her fish to care about his injury.

"Do you intend to take your fish to Coral Villa, or do you prefer Pete to come here and think of you while staring at the fish?"

I was at a loss for words. Suddenly, I didn't know what I should say. Discussing life with him was clearly pointless. He even disregarded human lives, let alone those of fishes.

The fish belonged to nowhere else—they belonged here. But they were just as helpless as I was.

I lowered my head, instantly losing the desire to speak. Nicholas strode past me and ordered the driver, "Get someone to tear this place down. Leave no trace of its initial decor."

The driver concurred swiftly, and I did not attempt to stop him. I was furious, but I felt more aggrieved.