The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance

Chapter 132

"Deanna, I'm not your punching bag to vent your frustrations on. Today, because you're older, I let Haynes take those two slaps for you. But if it happens again, I'll return the favor in kind."

Deanna's lips quivered with anger. "How dare you! Do you really think you can hit me?"

Stella's gaze was icy. "Go ahead, try laying a hand on me one more time."

Deanna's eyes widened in shock. It was clear Stella wasn't joking. She meant every word.

The tension in the room was palpable, like a storm about to break.

Haynes' stare turned glacial. "Stella. Enough."

She slowly pivoted toward him, her smile venomous. "Oh, that's rich coming from you."

Rachel couldn't hold back any longer and interjected, "Ms. Cameron, no matter what, Deanna is your elder. You shouldn't talk to her like that."

her a glance, "Since you enjoy being mistreated so much, why not

fell silent, not daring to

operating room swung open, and a doctor emerged. "Who's the

"I am.

the stomach pump. He'll be fine," the doctor replied, though there was a hint of reproach in his

stomach, and there are many foods he should avoid. You need

you not

gaze turned icy as she glanced at Stella but held her tongue, remembering what had just

...

next morning, Keen awoke to

the edge of his

actually care

of joy at having something back he thought he lost. He had always been sickly, and his mom used

like air-always there. Then she vanished, and suddenly he was gasping. He didn't understand why he felt this