To Win His Ex-Wife’s Heart Again

Chapter 212

your mind?

Gwenyth, stomping her foot in anger, exclaimed. “James! Have you lost yo You’re divorced now, she’s

not my sister-in-law! She’s just a woman of loose morals now!”

“Shut up!” Jameson sharply reprimanded her.

“You’re scolding me?” Gwenyth’s eyes reddened with anger.

Calista quickly tried to calm her. “Gwenyth, please, calm down. James didn’t mean it. like that.”

But Gwenyth fiercely shook off Calista’s hand and sneered. “Don’t bother comforting me. I see things

clearly now. Jameson, you’d rather have Sasha, a dishonorable woman, than your own sister, right?”

“Slap!”

As soon as Gwenyth finished speaking, she was met with a slap from Jameson.

His face was dark, his eyes dark and seemingly bottomless.

“Apologize!” Jameson, struggling

to Sasha!”

to contain his fury, demanded of Gwenyth. “Apologize

He had never imagined Gwenyth would use such vile language to describe Sasha, nor did he know the

extent of humiliation Sasha had suffered when he wasn’t paying

attention.

This realization shook him deeply, flooding him with immense regret and agitation.

Gwenyth covered her face, staring incredulously at Jameson.

“You hit me? You actually hit me for her?”

Jameson’s face was a mask of iron, and he remained silent.

Sasha, as if watching a drama unfold, co olly remarked. “He didn’t hit you for me, but because of your

own vile words.”

“Shut up!” Gwenyth, completely losing her composure, her face nearly contorted with rage, lunged at

Sasha, claws bared, intending to scratch her face.

However, Sasha didn’t give her the chance to get close. She kicked Gwenyth’s knee, then

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quickly dodged, only to see Gwenyth kneeling directly in front of her.

“I know you want to apologize, but there’s no need for such grand gestures.”

Sasha said with a hint of humor in her voice.

Gwenyth, her face twisted with rage, shouted. “Sasha, I’ll kill you!”

She furiously got up, grabbed a fruit knife from the table, and recklessly lunged at Sasha, aiming for her

face.

Jameson, witnessing this with alarm, quickly intervened, trying to wrestle the knife. from Gwenyth’s

grasp.

Already weakened from his illness and with Gwenyth in a frenzied state, Jameson. struggled to disarm

her, and in the process, he got slashed on his arm.

The sharp scent of blood filled the air, immediately changing Sasha’s expression.

Seeing Jameson finally wrest the knife away, Sasha couldn’t remain a bystander any longer. She

stepped forward and slapped Gwenyth fiercely, even harder than Jameson’s earlier slap.

The force of the blow sent Gwenyth crashing to the ground.

Sasha advanced a few steps, positioning herself protectively in front of Jameson, looking down coldly

at Gwenyth.

“You’ve gone completely mad, attacking someone with a knife. It seems you really need to be

disciplined!”

Gwenyth, stunned that Sasha would dare to strike her in front of Jameson, was seething with hatred.

“Sasha! You dare to hit me? You wretched…”

As she was about to retaliate, Sasha sharply rebuked her. “Try moving and see what happens!”

Her voice was filled with lethal intent and fierce authority, enough to intimidate Gwenyth. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Gwenyth trembled at the sound, her fury dissipating into fear.

Sasha gave her a cold glance before turning to Jameson. “Are you okay?”

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