318: Chapter 326: In a Sorry State 318: Chapter 326: In a Sorry State “Sunny Nguyen, although we were married for a while, that ti with you was not happy for .
However, I admit that my leaving you was a wrongdoing on my part, and that’s why I said those things to you, as a way to express an apology.
I wanted to give you so form of compensation, but I’ve realized that I’ve thought wrong.
Compensating you would an being unfaithful to Mary, it would be a desecration of my true love for Mary.
So all I can say to you now is sorry, and that our issues should end here.
From now on, you should just take care of yourself.”
Jas Clark stood tall with his chest puffed out, speaking in a manner both exhilarating and sorrowful, exhibiting a great sense of righteousness.
Then, wrapping an arm around Mary Johnson’s shoulder, he said in a soft voice: “Mary, I’m sorry, I’ve been too kind-hearted.
I always felt guilty towards her, and that’s why I acted as such.
I will not do this anymore because I know doing so would be an even greater wrong to you and to your love.”
Mary Johnson was the kind of woman who was simple-minded and quick-tempered.
Frankly speaking, she was sowhat lacking in wits, which is why Jas Clark had managed to win her over so easily.
Now, hearing what Jas Clark had said in front of Sunny, her anger towards him dissipated significantly.
However, her reduced hatred towards Jas Clark did not an the sa towards Sunny.
In Mary’s heart, Sunny was nothing but a sly temptress.
As long as Sunny was around, she posed the greatest threat to Mary.
Sunny’s beauty and grace were sothing Mary could not match, even if she tried.
“Is that so?
Then prove it to ,” Mary said, glaring viciously at Sunny.
Jas Clark’s mouth twitched.
Such a scene had happened once before.
The last ti, at the G Region’s corporate headquarters, Mary had made him attack Sunny, but it was thwarted by Jas Brown.
At that ti, Jas Clark had felt sowhat relieved; if he really were forced to hit Sunny, he would have found it difficult to bring himself to do it.
But this ti it was different.
If he didn’t hit Sunny now, he was surely dood, and all his efforts would be wasted.
As long as he could maintain his marriage with Mary, he could retain his current status.
With that, money and prestige would be guaranteed, and getting together with a few beautiful won would be an easy affair.
Jas Clark gritted his teeth fiercely, pulled Mary away, and dragged the chair in front of Sunny to stand before her.
However, upon eting Sunny’s gaze, Jas realized it was all over between them.
Last ti when he went to hit Sunny, her eyes were full of humiliated tears, which showed how heartbroken she was that their marital bond had turned out this way.
But this ti was different; in Sunny’s eyes there was nothing but disdain, and intense scorn.
This made Jas Clark feel very uncomfortable deep down.
After all, Sunny had once been his wife, and now she showed no affection towards him anymore.
This shouldn’t be the case!
This was just how self-centered Jas Clark could be; after being so ruthless and heartless towards Sunny, he still wanted her to have affection for him.
When a person becos this shaless, not even a Magician could save them.
Since Sunny no longer had any feelings for him, what did he have to lose?
In order to prove that he had no relationship with Sunny, he had to strike her, and this ti his actions did not show the turmoil of the last ti, nor did they carry the sa inner struggle.
Raising his arm, he aid a blow at Sunny’s face.
Seeing Jas Clark’s action, Mary’s heart almost burst with joy.
Her animosity towards Sunny stemd from her knowledge that Jas Clark had never stopped thinking about Sunny, because of their deep past and shared marriage.
She feared a rekindling of their old fla, and that’s why she was so insistent on Jas hitting Sunny; then Sunny would never be with Jas again.
The shrew has her own way of handling things, and although it’s hard to accept and anger-provoking, one cannot deny that her thod was indeed effective.
Regardless of Sunny already having given up on Jas, even if Sunny still had hopes for him, she would certainly hate him to the bone now.
She was waiting to hear the sound of Jas’s slap on Sunny’s face, waiting to see Sunny angry and resentful, waiting to see the bloody fingerprints on Sunny’s face.
All of this excited her imnsely.
The crowd around them, having listened to the noisy quarrel between Jas Clark and Mary Johnson, had more or less understood the situation and the relationship between the three.
It turned out that Sunny was Jas Clark’s ex-wife, while the woman Mary was his current wife.
Everyone was truly astonished.
Sunny had both beauty and a great figure, as well as a deanor and a kind of class that were streets ahead of Mary’s.
That a man like Jas Clark would forsake such a beautiful wife and marry a shrew like Mary was beyond comprehension.
Given a mont’s thought, most people could guess why things were this way.
Nowadays, won liked to hang on to the rich, and in the sa way, so wealthy won liked to keep Pretty Boys.
Judging by her attire, this shrew-like woman was clearly wealthy, apparently the kind who fosters a Pretty Boy.
As for Jas Clark, abandoning his beautiful wife, it surely wasn’t for true love; it must have been for the money.
Everyone thus felt great sympathy for Sunny Nguyen, and seeing Jas Clark still attempting to hit her at this mont made everyone extrely angry.
Even two n couldn’t stand it and shouted loudly, “Stop!”
But after all, they were just onlookers, they could only shout out, and were not in a position to physically help.
Their lack of assistance, however, did not an Sunny would get hit.
Just as Jas Clark’s hand was about to strike Sunny’s face, a hand suddenly reached out from behind the booth next to her and easily deflected Jas Clark’s arm, causing his hand to glide past Sunny’s nose, missing her face entirely.
And that wasn’t the end of it.
The montum of Jas Clark’s body hadn’t worn off, causing him to spin half a turn.
His swinging arm couldn’t be withdrawn in ti, and then there was a crisp “smack” sound of a palm striking a face, indeed the sound of a slap.
This may seem like a slow sequence, but it was actually very fast.
Everyone just saw Jas Clark swing a slap, then seemingly turn too forcefully half a round, and then his hand landed on Mary Johnson’s face.
The sound of the slap was unclear whether it was aid at Sunny or actually hit Mary.
Sunny had thought she couldn’t avoid the slap this ti, and was already heartbroken.
As a weak woman, she was no match for Jas Clark, and getting hit seed inevitable.
However, Jas Clark’s slap did not touch her face, but instead hit Mary’s.
And at this ti, she also saw the person in the next booth – who else could it be but Jas Brown, smiling at her.
At that mont, Sunny suddenly felt like crying, not because of Jas Clark, but because Jas Brown appeared just in ti, much like a child feeling aggrieved suddenly sees their parent.
However, Sunny held back the tears, because Mary’s scream, along with a barrage of curses, drew her attention.
“Jas Clark, you bastard, how dare you hit !
So it turns out you’re in cahoots with this stinker, I’ll fight you to the end.”
“I…
I…
It wasn’t on purpose…
Ouch, Mary, I really didn’t an it, I was aiming for her, I don’t know how…
Ouch, I really didn’t want to hit you,” Jas Clark tried to explain, but Mary, furious, wouldn’t listen to his excuses at all.
Her chubby hands, with their long nails, violently scratched at Jas Clark.
In the blink of an eye, Jas Clark’s face was scratched to shreds.
“You didn’t an to, I’ll show you didn’t an to!
Do you think I’m blind, or are you just stupid?
You can’t hit the person in front of you, yet I’m behind you, and you can hit ?
And you say you didn’t do it on purpose!” Mary cursed while relentlessly scratching at Jas Clark.
The onlookers, seeing the scene suddenly turn this way, laughed heartily.
Unconsciously, everyone regarded these two as antagonists, and seeing such antagonists fight was naturally a delight.
Seeing the bad turn of events, Jas Clark knew that no explanation would suffice at this point.
If this went on, he feared Mary might beat him to death, so he quickly took the opportunity to squeeze past her and started to run outside.
“Don’t run, stand right there!
I’ll skin you alive,” Mary shouted, chasing after him with her short legs.
“Ouch!” Mary had just run a few steps when she suddenly tripped over sothing and fell to the ground with a thud.
Her plump body rolled on the ground like a ball a few tis before coming to a stop.
“Ouch!
Ouch!
You’re killing !” Mary scread miserably, appealing to the heavens in distress.
The waitstaff hurried over to help her up, but she shook off their hands, sitting on the ground crying and making a scene.
Jas Clark hurried back to help Mary up.
At this ti, Mary stopped hitting him, scolding him while hobbling outside.
Watching these two awkwardly supporting each other as they left the café, soone in the store couldn’t help but laugh out loud first, followed by the entire place erupting in laughter.
An interlude like this in a café is truly rare, and most importantly, these two disliked individuals ended up with such a fate; it was indeed poetic justice.
However, no one noticed that when Mary fell, her foot had stepped on a cup.
No one knew how that cup had made its way under her foot.
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