“Christina, you’re not Nathaniel’s wife anymore, so get out!” Since Christina had signed the divorce papers, Julia couldn’t see any reason why Christina would continue to stay and found it inappropriate for her to do so after the end of her marriage to Nathaniel.
Seeing that Julia was infuriated, Xandra put on her good-guy act and said, “Mrs. Hadley, don’t be angry. It’s bad for your health. There’s no point in getting mad at an outsider.”
She sounded as though she cared for Julia, but her real intention was to underline Christina’s status as an outsider to the family so she could have Nathaniel all to herself.
Yet, despite Julia’s orders, none of the maids dared to lay a finger on Christina, who was folding her arms before her chest and staring at the two women with her glistening eyes.
Well, there’s nothing you can do to me!
Since no one dared to chase Christina out, Julia decided to do it herself. “They may be scared of you, but I’m not! I swear I’m getting rid of you today.”
It’s so frustrating to see this unfaithful woman in my house.

Despite being almost fifty, Julia was still strong enough to fight. Her image as the Hadley family’s matriarch was the last thing on her mind.
With one hand, she overturned all the paints before Christina, sending all the various colors flying and mixing into a black mass that soiled Christina’s white dress.
If this had happened to Christina in the past, she would have just climbed upstairs in pathetic silence to get a change, but not anymore.
She lifted the water for paint-cleaning and threw it forward without the slightest hesitation, soaking Julia and Xandra wet.
When Xandra saw her dress tainted with dirty water, she gritted her teeth as she glared at Christina with her eyes blazing with fury.
She would have pounced on Christina and ripped her to pieces if no one were there.
Meanwhile, Julia’s entire face was covered with pungent-smelling water, and her voice shook as she shouted, “Christina Steele! You have no respect for your elders!”
Christina looked up with her sharp eyes and asked coldly, “It’s not like you care for me. Why should I respect someone who doesn’t even love me?”
Over the years, Julia had only treated Christina worse than a maid.
If Julia had been more respectful and polite when she talked to her, Christina might have put up with the humiliation earlier. However, Christina had learned her lesson—keeping quiet would only embolden the perpetrators.
“How dare you talk back to me? I-I’m going to kill you!”
Julia’s blood pressure shot up so much that she fell backward before she could even raise her hand.
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