Aubree was furious because Lucian did not reply even after some time. Still, she said tenderly, “I slipped and fell just now, and I think I aggravated my wound from the car accident previously. It hurts so bad.”
However, even after hearing that, Lucian merely replied emotionlessly, “If the pain is so severe, I'll ask someone to send you to the hospital. I'll hang up now if there's nothing else. I have another meeting to attend in the afternoon.”
Aubree gritted her teeth. “All right. Get back to your work then.”
Lucian wasted no time disconnecting the call right after she spoke.
Her face turned grim as she stared at the darkening phone screen.
Standing at one side, the waitress piped up fearfully, “Miss, let me accompany you to the hospital—”
Before the waitress could finish her sentence, Aubree interrupted, “Get lost!”
The waitress shuddered. She looked up and saw Aubree, who had been complaining about how much her arm hurt a few moments ago, using her “injured” arm to knock all the dishes on the table to the floor.
The floor was a complete mess after a few seconds.
The waitress lamented inwardly, knowing she had been dragged into a tight spot yet not daring to utter a single word. She could only clean up the clutter on the floor as quickly as possible and leave the room before Aubree threw another fit of anger.
Aubree, eyes reddened, panted heavily inside the room. Why is this happening? I've waited for Lucian for so many years, staying obediently by his side without making any complaint, yet he's giving me the cold shoulder. On the other hand, he's treating that b*tch so well, even after her unannounced departure six years ago! What's so good about that b*tch anyway?
The more Aubree pondered over the matter, the more furious she became. After venting her wrath briefly, she gritted her teeth and dialed Sonya's number.
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