"Y-you..." Jacqueline angrily pointed at Yvonne. "You dare say I am ungrateful?"
"Am I wrong though?" Yvonne coldly looked at her.
Jacqueline clenched her fists tightly. "Yvonne Frey, you think too highly of yourself. It was Henry who had saved me last night. What has it got to do with you?"
“So you did know that it was Henry who saved you." Yvonne squinted her eyes. "That means you faked your fainting for at least a while?"
Jacqueline was merely startled for a moment when her act last night was exposed. There was no hint of guilt in her. Even worse, Jacqueline seemed to have a sense of achievement in her eyes as she said, "If I hadn't faked my faint, would Henry have come to save me? Would I know that he still cared for me?"
"So what if he still cared for you? He only cares for you because of some other reason. Did you think it was because he still had feelings for you?" said Yvonne as she rolled her eyes.
Jacqueline thought that Yvonne was jealous of her and chuckled sarcastically. "It doesn't matter what the reason is, so long as Henry still cares for me, there will come a time when I will turn things around. Yvonne Frey, it’s only a matter of time before I claim the title o f Mrs. Lancaster from you.”
"Then I’ll just have to wait and see if you can actually manage to do that. Until then, off you go." Yvonne crossed her arms and chased Jacqueline away.
Jacqueline's expression sunk. "You're chasing me away?"
"What else do you think I'm doing?” Yvonne's lips slightly curled upwards.
Jacqueline ignored her orders and sat on the sofa instead. "There’s no way I'm leaving here. From this day forward, I'm going to live here."
"What did you say?" Yvonne was startled. "You're staying here?"
"That's right!" Jacqueline raised her chin.
Yvonne's face darkened and she coldly stared at her." Have you asked for my consent if you are allowed to stay here?"
"Ask your consent? This is Henry's villa. If I have to ask for permission, I'd ask him. Who are you to give m e permission?" Jacqueline mocked Yvonne without any intent to conceal her sarcasm.
Yvonne’s lips pursed tightly. "Who am I? I'm this villa's lady owner, so don't even dream of staying here for another second without my consent. Get out of my house at once, otherwise I'll call for security to throw you out just as I said last night. Don't blame me for doing it when that happens.” "Would you dare?" Jacqueline jumped out from the sofa. "Do you think I'd be threatened by you?" "I'm not threatening you. I wouldn’t even bat an eyelid i f I had to do it. I'll tell you again, you're not welcomed here. Also, if you intend to repeat last night’s charade and threaten to suicide again, then let me tell you upfront, do as you please!" Yvonne raised her finger to point at the knife on the table.
Jacqueline could not believe what she had just heard." You're crazy Yvonne. Aren't you afraid of the consequences? Would you be able to bear the responsibility if I commit suicide?"
"Afraid?" Yvonne laughed, yet it was a cold laugh." You're right, I was afraid in the beginning, but I've come to realize that the more I fear you, the easier it'd be for me to be tricked, so I might as well just go all out. At this point, you've already made me lose my health and my child. There's nothing for me to lose, nothing for me to fear anymore."
As she finished speaking, Yvonne picked up the knife and waved it in front of Jacqueline just as Jacqueline had done last night. "Since you would be willing to threaten to harm yourself just so that you would be able to achieve your goal, I'll give you the chance to do it now. Your death would be the perfect offering for m y child. What are you waiting for? Take the knife and d o it."
Yvonne placed the knife in front of Jacqueline as she spoke. "Didn’t you say you would suicide? Come on then, do it in front of me!"
Jacqueline's pupils contracted as she saw the knife dangling in front of her.
She stepped back, her face pale as she stared at Yvonne who was acting like a mad woman. “You're crazy, you truly have become crazy. Take that knife away from me! Aren't you afraid of Henry knowing how you've just treated me?"
"Henry’s overseas, he won’t know about it. Even if you call and tell him about it now, would he believe that I took a knife and forced you to try to suicide? He wouldn’t believe you, because in his eyes, I’m still the same shy and weak Yvonne Frey as I had been in the past. So there’s no way he'd believe I’d do such a thing," Yvonne’s lips curled into a cold smile as she spoke.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Love Comes Secretly After Their Contract Marriage