The bodyguard did not expect Freya to be so insane, and he swiftly kicked the vase away.
Upon hitting the wall, the vase shattered into pieces.
At this moment, Rodney rushed in with his people. The minute Sarah saw him, she fell to the floor tearfully.
"Sarah." Rodney subconsciously stretched out his hands to hold her right away. When he saw her burned, skinned hands and swollen face, he turned his gaze to Freya in disbelief.
Freya stared hard at Sarah, trembling. She knew that with the presence of these people, she could not teach Sarah a lesson today.
However, she was not satisfied. She wished she could press Sarah on the floor now and punch her.
She wanted to stuff Sarah into the drain and make her suffer a living hell.
Nevertheless, Rodney found Freya's expression terrifying. Her eyes were filled with hatred, and her pretty face was contorted in anger.
It baffled him as to how she had turned into such a person.
Judging from Freya's unscathed appearance as well a s the carafe and vase in the messy private room, he could guess what was going on before questioning her.
"I'm sorry, Rodney. I shouldn’t have come today." Sarah suddenly lowered her head and burst into tears. "I came to explain to Ms. Lynch in hopes that your relationship wouldn’t be affected by me and you guys wouldn't get a divorce. But I didn't know she hated me so much."
"Forget it." Looking at Sarah's injuries, Rodney leaped t o his feet in distress and glared at Freya. "You've gone too far today."
"Go away, Rodney." Freya ignored him and walked toward Sarah.
Not only did the bodyguard stop her this time, but even Rodney did the same too.
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