Just as I hung up the phone to find Dylan Dawson, Azure’s friend passed by , deliberately bumping hard into my shoulder.
"Stop right there!" I wouldn’t let her off easily either, grabbing her arm and saying coldly, "Are you blind? Apologize to !"
Just as I finished speaking, one of her bandmates ran over and called her, "Joy Lawson!"
Joy glanced at the friend who ran over, then forcefully shook off my hand, "Auntie, why are you grabbing ?"
She was about the sa age as Azure but called "auntie," making her aning quite clear.
"What’s going on?" Joy’s friend asked.
"It’s this old woman who caused Azure to attempt suicide!" Joy directly pinned the bla on .
Her friend’s gaze instantly turned hostile towards .
I felt both angry and amused, "I caused Azure harm? If she hadn’t done anything wrong, why would she try to commit suicide? Have you fed all the books you’ve read to dogs? Have you no sense of propriety?"
"Azure has been rejecting your husband all along!" Joy was furious, "It’s your husband who’s been pestering her. Why don’t you bla him? Besides, who doesn’t know that your marriage is just a business arrangent? You’re just a bitter old woman who can’t get a man’s love!"
Not far off, Dylan seed to notice I was having a confrontation with soone and walked over.
He stood beside , "What’s going on?"
Joy looked at Dylan, obviously stunned. Girls of her age often have a crush on handso guys. I noticed earlier that while she was performing, she was looking at both Dylan and .
Perhaps in the crowd, she thought Dylan and I didn’t know each other.
"These two young ladies are standing up for their friend," I laughed, "You know the friend too, the one who made the headlines with Henry Preston recently."
Dylan’s face showed a subtle change, and his eyes turned a bit displeased. He grabbed my hand, "Birds of a feather flock together, why bother with such people?"
His words angered Joy, who stood in front of us, righteously asking, "Handso guy, haven’t you heard the saying ’Love knows no first co, first served?’ The one not loved is the mistress!"
"Azure is innocent. She was forced to have feelings. Why are you bullying her?"
I was truly amazed; they were all brainless.
At first, I thought they might have been deceived by Azure’s one-sided story, unaware of the truth. Now it seems they’ve beco the first batch of fans of that legendary love story.
If that’s the case, I must make them suffer.
"Right, you’re absolutely right." I applauded, "I actually thought the sa way before, so I filed for divorce, ready to fulfill them, but seeing how excited you are, I’ve changed my mind. I’ll withdraw the lawsuit tomorrow."
After I said this, Joy’s expression beca quite colorful. She exchanged a glance with her friend and stamred, "You, you wouldn’t dare withdraw the lawsuit!"
"Tsk, when your dear friend Azure finds out, she’ll probably think you two are idiots, right? She’s about to get legitimacy, and you two brainless fools ssed it up." I said with a smile.
Joy was anxious, "No, you can’t withdraw the lawsuit!"
I couldn’t be bothered with her anymore, turned around, and left. She tried to follow again, but I rudely pushed her away. She lost her balance and fell to the ground, looking angry and not daring to do anything to .
"I’m telling you, if you dare touch again, I have ways to deal with you. Do you think Henry Preston married because of my family background? It’s better than you naive little fools. Why don’t you bla Azure for being born into the wrong family?" I cursed at Joy irritably.
Joy looked straight at , her eyes full of frustration and anger, but she didn’t dare to say anything more.
Her friend helped her up, and they walked away, dejected.
Dylan Dawson furrowed his brows, "You’re going to withdraw the lawsuit?"
Crystal Dawson must have told him about my filing for divorce.
"Yes, I want Azure to keep her status as a mistress a little longer, or else I can’t swallow this!" That’s truly what I thought.
Even her friends dared to co spew nonsense at , why should I quickly give up my position to fulfill them?
Dylan Dawson hesitated, but finally smiled gently, "Well, I support you."
After wandering around a bit more, Dylan Dawson and I went our separate ways, and I went straight back to my apartnt.
The next day, I promptly withdrew the lawsuit, but the news still reached Henry Preston.
He called , his voice cold and deep, "Where are you?"
"What do you want?" I was lying on the sofa, applying a face mask and eating fruit, speaking indistinctly.
"Did you go and file for divorce?" Henry Preston asked.
"Yes, you refused to sign the divorce papers, didn’t you?" I sighed, "Sigh, I also saw the video of you saving Azure. I originally wanted to back out and fulfill your wishes, but last night I ran into Azure’s two friends. What they said suddenly enlightened ."
Henry Preston said nothing, seemingly waiting for to continue.
So I went on, "Her friends said I’m the mistress, that love knows no first co, first served, Azure is innocent, and I’m the one who hard her. You see, I’ve been charged with so many offenses that I must carry them out to do them justice."
"So I withdrew the lawsuit, surprised?"
Henry Preston’s breathing beca a bit heavier, presumably from anger, though whether it was from filing for divorce or withdrawing it wasn’t clear.
I thought he was about to lose his temper, but instead, he calmly said, "Earlier, I misunderstood you about my mom approaching Azure. I investigated it; it has nothing to do with you."
"..." I didn’t even know how to respond.
"I’m at Maplewood Gardens, co over, let’s talk." He continued, "Or tell your address, and I’ll co over."
Upon hearing that, I imdiately hung up the phone, I’m not going to talk!
But I underestimated Henry Preston’s abilities. If he could find Azure who was about to attempt suicide, how could he not find , perfectly fine?
Around six in the evening, he rang my doorbell.
I was about to cook, having ordered grocery delivery, thinking it was the delivery guy, so I opened the door without checking the monitor.
The mont I saw Henry Preston, I quickly closed the door.
But he was faster than , blocking the door with his hand, then with a gloomy face, practically dragged to the living room.
"Tell why you filed for divorce?" Henry Preston placed on the sofa to sit down, then questioned condescendingly.
In recent days, he probably hadn’t slept well; there were slight dark circles under his eyes, making him seem even more irritable.
"Didn’t I withdraw the lawsuit?" I retorted confidently.
Henry Preston was so annoyed he laughed, "Where did you learn this nonsense logic?"
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