Chapter 597 – The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)

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“Thank you,” said Kyla Corbyn.

When Chase Harper turned to leave, Kyla Corbyn’s eyes were still staring at his back as if she was sighing over something or recalling something.

It was not until Chase Harper got in the car and drove out of the neighborhood that Kyla Corbyn turned around. She walked in the direction of her motorcycle stall. She had only taken a few steps when the sound of footsteps hurriedly approached her. The next moment, someone seized one of her arms and she was turned around with a pull.

“Is that the man you’re going to start a new life with?” Martin Weiss’s voice reached Kyla Corbyn’s ears with thick sarcasm.

Then, his stern and cold face caught her eye.

A touch of surprise flashed across Kyla Corbyn’s eyes when she saw the impeccably attired Martin Weiss. “What are you doing here?”

“What’s the matter? Shouldn’t I be here?” Martin Weiss asked coldly. His long eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his face was full of displeasure. The thought that she had been staring into the eyes of that ordinary-looking man while smiling filled him with dread.

‘She never smiles like that in front of me, but she smiled at the plain-looking man. Did she give up custody for that man?’

“Kyla Corbyn, are you that desperate for men? As long as a man gives you the slightest hint of affection, you just can’t wait to abandon your son to get married, huh? You even plan to give that man a child, don’t you?”Martin Weiss asked sarcastically.

Every word he said seemed to strike her with something sharp.

Kyla Corbyn quietly looked at the man in front of her. She raised her free hand and touched her heart.

‘It doesn’t hurt. It turns out what he says can’t hurt me anymore.

‘It doesn’t hurt because I’ve put it all behind me.

‘How nice. It turns out when you stop loving someone, whatever he says won’t hurt you anymore!

Kyla Corbyn said lightly, “Mr. Weiss, I thought we had reached an agreement that day. These three months will be my time with my son, so please don’t disturb me. I’ll naturally hand

Nelson to you in three months, and I promise I’ll never show up in front of you and Nelson again.”

However, the more indifferent she was, the more distressed he became. Even her calmness seemed particularly unpleasant to him.

“Agreement?” He suddenly snorted coldly. “Since you said it was an agreement, a mere verbal statement is no guarantee. You ought to write it down for it to take effect.”

Kyla Corbyn pondered a little and said, “Okay, I’ll draft a written agreement later, stamp my thumbprint on it, and send it to you by express.”

“I want it now!” he said.

“You…” She frowned, finding him being pushy at the moment.

“What’s the matter? Since you’re abandoning your son, is it that hard to give me an agreement? The house you’re renting is just upstairs, isn’t it? Then let’s just go to your place. I’ll take the agreement with me after you’ve written it.”

Kyla Corbyn took a deep breath. “Are you going to leave me alone for these three months if I write the agreement for you today?”

The word ‘disturb’ seemed to have triggered Martin Weiss. He glared at her. “Kyla Corbyn, who are you for me to ‘disturb’?

Just because you’re a woman who has been to prison and is hooking up with men everywhere?”

She said nothing. No matter how mean his words were now, they could no longer hurt her. The time she had left was reserved for her mother and Nelson.

“Okay, I’ll give you the agreement now,” she said and glanced at her arm, which was still in his grip. “Mr. Weiss, can you let me go now?”

With a cold face, Martin Weiss loosened his fingers.

Kyla Corbyn took the lead while Martin Weiss looked at her back, suddenly feeling a terrible emptiness… in his palm.

It was clear that she was complying with his request, but why did he feel so uncomfortable?

Kyla Corbyn and Martin Weiss came to the house she rented.

There was no one at home as Mrs. Corbyn was also out. Kyla Corbyn went into the room, took out a pen and paper, and asked Martin Weiss, “What do you want me to write?”

He stared at her and said, “Just write that you’re giving up custody and you’ll hand Nelson to me in three months. From then on, you won’t show up in front of him or have any private correspondence with him. Don’t try any tricks. If you try anything, I’ll make you suffer more than you ever did in jail.”

“Don’t worry. I won’t play any tricks. I won’t be involved in Nelson’s future at all,” she said lightly. She lowered her head and began to write down what he wanted her to on the paper.

‘I won’t be involved… in Nelson’s future, because I won’t have the opportunity to.

All she had was these three months, and she only hoped that she could spend the happiest time with her son and mother in these three months.

He narrowed his eyes as if he was a little unaccustomed to her calmness. It was as if nothing he said could stir her anymore.

It was as if he no longer held a place in her eyes and heart.

He used to occupy her eyes and heart. She even liked to hold his face and would say coquettishly, “Martin, look at me. I like it when you look at me!”

However, now it seemed she did not even bother to look at him.

Kyla Corbyn finished writing the contents of the agreement.

She signed it, took out the ink stamp, and stamped her fingerprint where her signature was.

When everything was completed, she handed the agreement to Martin Weiss. “That’s all, right?”

Martin Weiss glanced at the agreement. “Are you so eager to finish writing the agreement to get rid of Nelson so you can start your new life?”

“That’s personal. You have no right to ask, Mr. Weiss.” She still maintained the same indifferent expression.

Martin Weiss’s teeth suddenly tingled with hatred. He was supposed to be the one calling shots.

She was the one begging him, but why did he feel as if she was the one calling shots?

“Is the man that great?” He suddenly grabbed her wrist and forced her into a corner. “Didn’t you say Nelson was your everything and you didn’t want another child? Yet now you’re willing to have a second child with another man?”

Kyla Corbyn tried to break free from him, but his fingers were like steel bars. The more she struggled, the more her hand hurt.

“Tell me, didn’t you stab your stomach with a gla** shard? Yet now you want another child?” Martin Weiss asked sharply.

Kyla Corbyn stopped struggling and looked up at the man in front of her. No matter how much she used to love him, there was nothing left now that everything had been used up.

“If he’s the guy I like, so what if I’m willing to have a baby with him? Martin Weiss, I’ll never have another child with you for as long as I live!” she answered. Her calm voice did not seem to carry any emotions.

His face suddenly darkened. “Really? The guy you like? Is it the man earlier? Don’t forget how you told me you liked me. You even got naked and climbed into my bed.”

“It was only a mistake,” she said coldly.

‘Mistake… The word seemed to agitate him. He instantly lowered his head and kissed her hard on the lips. It was as if he wanted to prove something by silencing her voice.

Kyla Corbyn made a conscious attempt to resist, but she seemed to give up all resistance and accepted the kiss after a moment.

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