His Love Was Not Meant For Her

Christie was drenched with the soup. She was lucky, the soup was not hot or not she might have ended up in that hospital bed. Her breath became faster as she was so mad. Camellia just humiliated her in front of Alexander. Glancing shortly on the table, she spotted another bowl of vegetable soup and quickly grabbed it, wanting to do the same thing to Camellia.

But unfortunately, her hand was not fast enough when Alexander was the one stopping her from pouring anything on Camellia. 

"Have you live long enough?"

"Ahh! Ah!" Christie moaned in pain because Alexander's grip on her hand was on the verge of being too tight.

Alexander snatched the bowl from her hand and put it back on the table. He strode to Camellia and checked her hair. Brushing her hair with his hand that was messed up by Christie, he asked, "Do you want me to call the police?" He just wanted to scare Christie off.

Christie's eyes enlarged, startled with Alexander's question.