Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

Her actions completely enraged me, and I slammed the table while shouting, "Don't you dare! I dare any of you to touch her!"

Startled by my furious shout, the guy was completely dumbfounded. Perhaps he didn't expect a woman like me to stand fearlessly against their group.

He glanced at me and then at Kimberly, seeming unsure if they should take action against us.

In truth, my heart was pounding, too.

These guys were all fearless youngsters, clueless about life and death. Given their numbers and the fact that they were all guys, we would be at a disadvantage if they decided to get physical. However, I couldn't just stand there and watch them humiliate us, especially fearing they might harm Eleanor. That was why I had to put up a strong front, at least in appearance.

Although I knew the principle of not picking fights you can't win, I couldn't accept being openly bullied by these reckless individuals.

Just then, the manager rushed over. "Please calm down, everyone. Let's talk things out calmly and not cause a scene in the restaurant." Kimberly coldly stared at the manager. "Get lost! Don't get involved in this, or best believe I'll also drag you in."

The manager gulped nervously. "Miss, please don't be like this. If there's an issue, let's discuss it outside. Let's not disturb other diners."

I couldn't help but think that this manager was only concerned about his interests, disregarding the safety of others.

Kimberly wasn't buying it.

scram. If I catch any of you lingering around, don't blame me for not warning you." Kimberly spoke with

"None of you will be eating anything until I have

she looked at the manager. "I told you to leave.

the manager, and threw him out. He crashed into a table, and

was about to stand up, but the guy next to me forcefully

her teeth

"Warn me? Really? What the hell are you warning me about? Did

a way to deal with you every time I see you. I'll make sure you remember. Some people aren't meant to

a step back, allowing a few guys behind her to approach us. All the diners

ready to leave,

"Stop right there! If anyone dares to call the

in her tracks, her face

at them, I knew they were about to resort to

voice rang out. "Let's see who dares

turning to look. Through the gap in their midst, I also looked toward the

the one uttering those words to be Arton.