Filed to story: A Second Chance with My Billionaire Love
She didn’t bother looking at Halston, and her tone was aloof.
“I don’t feel sorry for him at all, nor am I still in love with him.
I stopped you because of the kids.
I don’t want them to have a disabled father.
If you keep hitting him, you’ll ruin his right hand.
He won’t be able to function well.
In the future, his condition might be a burden to Adie and Abby.
I have to stop you.” “Oh, I see…” Timothy awkwardly wiped away the sweat on his forehead, rather embarrassed about the misunderstanding. Timothy felt quite awkward for Halston as well.
The woman he loved couldn’t care less about him.
That might just be the greatest punishment for him; anguish born from indifference.
“Don’t worry.
I’ll never be a burden to them.
If you don’t trust me, I can sign a contract to relieve them of the responsibility,” Halston retorted.
His poker face was unreadable, but the iciness in his tone was evident.
Halston was no emotionless robot, and Flossie’s heartless words had affected him somewhat.
Upset, he decided to give up everything and challenge Timothy’s patience.
“Grandpa, your punishment is nothing.
It’s plain childish.
Go on, show me what a Guajardo is truly like,” he taunted.
“What…
What do you mean, you brat?!” Timothy had been livid but he m Noprene stopped or Flossie’s sake
Yet now, Halston was openly taunting him.
He couldn’t accept it.
“Fearless, aren’t you?” he roared.
.”Fine, then! Show me just how tough you can be! I’ll break your hands, and
I might even get you killed Let’s just end things that way! The good days are over!” He swung the heavy ruler, bringing it down Halston’s back and legs with all his strength.
He showed no mercy for Halston.
“Stop! Can’t you two act your age?” Flossie cried.
She didn’t know what to say-her interference had worsened the situation even more.
She felt helpless.
Both Timothy and Halston were much too stubborn and they insisted outdoingleach other
Anxious, Flossie flung herself toward Halston and hugged him without any hesitation.
Timothy’s blow landed on her instead…
“Ahhhh!” Edith screamed, terrified by the painful blow.
Timothy immediately stopped, feeling pained for Flossie. “Flossie, why… Why did you do this?! You took the blow for this bastard!”
Halston was so stunned, he couldn’t feel any pain. He stared at Flossie, his emotions in turmoil. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine.” Flossie shook her head, pretending that it was nothing. In truth, she had a feeling her left shoulder was broken. The pain was excruciating.
“Why did you do that?” Halston grabbed her shoulders, intent on inspecting her wound. He knew personally how painful Timothy’s blow was. Flossie must have been terribly hurt!
“I have nothing better to do, that’s why. Happy?’ Flossie glared at Halston grumpily, pulling away from him. She didn’t want him touching her.
“You’d better go now,” Halston said, flexing his fingers. He didn’t want to be a burden to her, and he had no idea how long he could hold himself back.
The longer he was with her, the more he could see how wonderful and precious she was. He feared he might fail to hold on, and then try to get back with her again. Doing that would invalidate his sacrifices and everything he suffered for.
“Save that. I’ll go now,” Flossie snapped.
Halston’s coldness was beyond her expectations. She didn’t expect him to drive her away so heartlessly. Her heart grew cold with disappointment.
“You need to get it straight. I stayed just to spend some time with Grandpa. It wasn’t because of you. I did that just because I was worried Grandpa might be too agitated. It’d be bad for his health. It had nothing to do with you. Stop flattering yourself and think you’re so attractive,’ she spat icily.
Flossie wasn’t stubborn. She blocked the blow for Halston because she was worried that Timothy’s agitation might affect his health. After all, he was suffering from heart disease. If anything happened to him because of this, the guilt would crush her forever.
When she pondered over her actions, however, she could see it was inappropriate. It seemed like she was trying to protect Halston, as if she was trying to get on his good side.
“You’re asking for it!” Timothy yelled. “Is the beating nothing to you? How could you say such a heartless thing to Flossie? ……”
He was about to continue beating Halston, but Edith quickly stopped him.
“Master, please calm down,” she said. “If you keep hitting him, Ms. Ellsworth will block it again. You’ll be hitting her instead. Just stop, even if it’s for her sake.”
Her words were effective, as Timothy immediately stopped and turned to criticize Halston. His words were harsh and filled with anger.
“Well, Grandpa, I think breakfast is over. I need to go now, I have something to do,” Flossie said.
Listening to Timothy’s outburst made her feel as if she too was forced to bear the brunt of his anger. She wanted nothing more than to leave.
Just as she was about to leave, however, she saw the guard trying to stop a familiar figure at the entrance of the living room.
“Sir, please calm down!” the guard was saying. “We can talk it out. Regardless of who you want to see, I must inform it first. Please calm down.”
“Shut up!”
The man’s voice was hard and dangerous.
“I’ll tell them my way!”
There was a bang in the next second-a human-sized celadon vase at the door was shot. Glass pieces lay everywhere on the ground.
“Ah, a gun! It’s a gun! Master, hurry up and hide!”