Chapter 9: Hatred and Sarcasm

Edie was checking her makeup in the lady's room. Behind her came a familiar female voice full of hatred and sarcasm. "Edie, well, isn't it a small world." Edie looked up and saw a pretty familiar face in the mirror. Edie's face became cold and intense. She didn't expect to come across Joanna here. Can she not escape her?

"Edie, you really are a butterfly. I didn't expect that you would move on from Donald so quickly. You have been together for five years, but now you are playing with a new target, Stuart Yates. So, it was all an act when you begged me to leave Donald?"

It was an insult for her to hear Joanna saying the name Donald. Recalling what she had done to her, she couldn't restrain herself anymore. "Shame on you, Joanna. We had indeed been together for five years, but God only knows what you have done to him. Do you think that your relationship is real? You know, all the lies will be exposed one day. I have passed him on to you, you have picked up what I dumped. You are pathetic."

One year ago, Edie collapsed when she was informed that Donald and Joanna were together. She was weak, frail, and fragile. She didn't even put up a fight. All she could do was beg Joanna to let him go. Joanna had found the weakness of Edie. So, she always wanted to tease Edie with the same thing. Unexpectedly, Edie turned from a kitty to a tiger. Joanna was not prepared for this. The rage was burning inside of her; she reached out and wanted to give Edie a slap, "Bitch."

Edie knew her so well. Actually, her rage was no worse than Joanna's. She didn't take a step backward, but firmly grasped Joanna's wrist before she slapped her across the face. Even with a little force, Joanna couldn't stand it and scream. "Who's the bitch?" Edie pushed her away.

Wearing shoes that were three inches high, Joanna was barely able to keep her balance by the pushing. As she was just about to fall, a person dashed over and held her in his arms from behind. He was so careful as if he was carrying a fragile treasure. It was from Donald Lynch. Edie could tell just from his profile. She felt a twinge of sorrow, but she shoved it aside.

Joanna leaned into his arms and bit her lip, pretending she was hurt. "Donald, I just wanted to make amends, but…" Donald got angry when he looked at the beautiful woman in his arms who seemed like she had been assaulted. He looked up at Edie, complaining in impatience. "Miss Lara, I thought I made it clear to you. Why couldn't you just leave Joanna alone? We are engaged, and we are getting married this year. Would you please stop pestering us?"

Just now, when she argued with Joanna, she was able to stay calm. Now, she trembled because something in her started to collapse into pieces. The person who was standing in front of her was the man she had loved for five years. She thought she knew who he was.

There was a time when he loved her, spoiled her, and cared for her. About a year ago, she lost contact with him for a few months because she was working on a TV drama in an isolated spot. When she came back, he forgot her entirely, and he had fallen in love with Joanna.

It was so hard for her to accept it. She thought he was her soul mate, but he forgot her. She tried all kinds of ways to remind him of their past. She even begged Joanna to give him back to her. Well, what she got was endless humiliation from Joanna and his growing disapproval.

It was because she was so depressed the following year that she rejected all the changes the company had to offer. Actually, she was a new star at that time and she just starting to make a name for herself. She would have been extremely famous if she had accepted their offers, but instead, she slid into a depression. A year was enough to cool down the little fire that was burning inside of her.

How ironic it was that Donald was now in her face and announced that he was going to marry Joanna. "Donald, you are free from me, but do you really think that the woman in your arms is as innocent as she looks? This woman is the cruelest person I have ever met. I don't know what she has done to you, but…" "Shut up! How dare you insult Joanna." Donald interrupted her fiercely. The ever-loving and gentle Donald was now pissed off.

"Donald, don't get angry. Miss Lara just can't control herself." Joanna comforted him as if she was the Virgin Mary and then turned to Edie. "Miss Lara, I suggest you go and talk to someone about your issues, maybe therapy? I happen to know a brilliant therapist, would you like me to introduce you?"

Seeing Joanna was so considerate, Donald felt that Edie was far more unreasonable. He stared at Edie full of disgust. "Miss Lara, I cannot understand why you would hurt such an innocent person. I doubt you even feel any regret. I hope you take a look at yourself in the mirror and ask yourself if you are proud of the woman that you have become."

How deep their love was and how hurt she felt right now. Edie's face turned pale, and her lips quivered. She tried to force a faint sneer. "Well, then, I wish you a happy ever after ending. I have to go."Edie wanted to vanish immediately, but her wrist was grabbed as she walked past Donald. It was from Donald. A faint hope aroused in her heart. Maybe… Did he recall something?

Even she was stubborn and reluctant to admit, she still couldn't pass by him until now. "Miss Lara, please apologize to Joanna," Donald commanded without a touch of emotion. "Are you kidding?" She almost laughed out in anger." You want me to apologize to her?" "Forget it, Donald." Joanna showed her fake moral virtue again. "Let's go back."

and she secretly threw a sneer at Edie.

"No, she needs to say she is sorry. You never told me what she did to you, but I could see for myself today. She must apologize." Edie didn't know why Donald was acting so ridiculous. She wanted to pull back her hand, but she knew it would have been impossible. "Let go of her." A cold, harsh male voice suddenly came from behind Edie.