The Billionaire And His Son Want Me Back by Juliette Vaughan

Chapter 132

Paisley didn't expect that even four years had passed, Marissa would still play dirty tricks on her. If this had happened four years ago, Paisley would have been afraid that Dominick and Grayson would misunderstand her and would have helped Marissa up.

But now, Paisley felt no love for Dominick, so she had nothing to fear. She wanted to see if Marissa would really just lie down on the ground if she didn't stop Marissa. After all, Marissa indeed owed her an apology. Marissa thought that by displaying her weakness in public, Paisley would kindly help her up. She had only intended to put on a show. There was no way she would actually sit on the ground.

To Marissa's surprise, Paisley showed no intention of stopping her. Paisley remained seated, her expression completely unfazed. Upon closer inspection, Marissa noticed a hint of mockery in Paisley's eyes.

Marissa gritted her teeth, contemplating what to do. But she was already squatting down, holding onto the table. If she got up now, it would prove that she was pretending to be weak and that she didn't genuinely want to apologize.

So, Marissa forced herself and truly sat on the ground.

doing? Why

apologized to you. Can't you stop being angry and remarry Dom?" "Marissa, what are you doing?" Dominick rushed over, pulling Marissa's arm. "Get up. The floor is dirty." Marissa

Just get up," Dominick said,

side,

as if she would fall at any

both amusing and infuriating. "What did

widened in

my balance. I thought this would

What if I really let go of my grievances and took your advice