Chapter 294: Chapter 294

Susan Wilde smiled, "You don’t have the authority to interfere with this, do you? Even if you don’t want to admit it, my name is indeed on the spouse line."

Rowan Alder took a deep breath and sneered, "So what? All you have is a piece of paper, while I’m the one who truly owns him! The person he will eventually marry is me. You’re just a pitiful pawn, and when you’re kicked out, you won’t take a cent of the Rhodes Family’s assets! If you’re nice to me now, maybe I’ll even spare you some money."

Claire Wilde’s smile deepened as she looked at her and said, "Then you better hope he stays alive because if anything happens during the marriage, you’re not going to be the one who inherits the fortune."

"Shut your filthy mouth! Vicious woman!"

Hearing the sound of a car outside, Claire Wilde laughed, "My husband is back, but I’ve been working all day and I’m too tired, so I’ll leave it to Miss Dixon to serve him."

Ignoring Rowan Alder’s ugly expression, Susan Wilde lifted her foot to head back inside. Rowan Alder suddenly grabbed her bag, and before Susan Wilde could react, Rowan Alder raised her hand and slapped Susan Wilde hard on the face.

Both women were about the same size, but Susan Wilde was a bit taller and not as fragile as Rowan Alder. Being slapped for no reason, Susan Wilde’s first instinct was to slap back.

As the sound of the slap rang out, the door was simultaneously opened by someone from the outside.

It seemed almost inevitable that when Shawn Rhodes walked in and saw this scene, he pushed Susan Wilde away forcefully without discerning right from wrong and then shielded Rowan Alder in his arms.

Rowan Alder cried and complained about her grievances, sobbing as she said to Susan Wilde, "Sister, I know you don’t like me, but Shaw and I truly love each other, and Shaw only has me in his heart. It’s not my fault, why do you have to vent your anger on me..."

If Susan Wilde weren’t the person involved, just looking at Rowan Alder’s look of wronged tears, she would have believed she was innocent.

"Susan Wilde, you’ve gone too far." Shawn Rhodes’ voice was fairly calm, but the accusation in his words was serious.

Susan Wilde just smiled and didn’t explain anything, because she knew that debating right from wrong with Rowan Alder before Shawn Rhodes would be futile, even with all the experience of an international debater.

Because Shawn Rhodes would always unconditionally believe Rowan Alder, even if she had a hundred mouths, she could not clarify this black and white.

She bent down, picked up her bag from the floor, and walked to her room without saying a word, just telling herself that at least she had slapped back.

Both hadn’t pulled their punches, and back in her room, Susan Wilde felt both her hand and face aching. Using a hot towel provided little relief, and she just hoped her face wouldn’t be too swollen by tomorrow.

It was Shawn Rhodes’ voice, knocking on her door.

Susan Wilde hadn’t even had time to get up when the man outside impatiently kicked the door hard, the loud noise causing Susan Wilde to flinch instinctively.

Was he here to settle accounts on behalf of his woman? She knew that even if she didn’t open the door, she couldn’t avoid it, so she walked over fearlessly and opened the door.

"Apologize to Laura."

Susan Wilde sneered, as if she had heard an amusing joke.

Seeing her attitude, Shawn Rhodes frowned unhappily, "Laura said she wouldn’t hold it against you, but you must apologize to her."

"Fine, but only if she comes down to apologize to me first."

"Susan Wilde, don’t push your luck."

"Who’s pushing their luck knows that themselves!" Susan Wilde got a bit angry too, and her tone rose slightly.

Shawn Rhodes clenched his fists tightly, as if trying hard to endure something, and sneered at Susan Wilde, "You really take yourself as Mrs. Rhodes, huh? Really think you’re the master of this house?! Getting more and more arrogant, daring to hit people, so unaware of the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!"

"Shaw, calm down, my sister also has her own difficulties, and I’ve done wrong too, don’t blame her." Rowan Alder followed him in, pretending to persuade Shawn Rhodes, then looked at Susan Wilde and said, "Sister, sorry, if in the future you find I don’t satisfy you in any way, just tell me directly, I’ll change, I still hope we can be friends and get along well."

"Laura has already apologized, now you apologize to Laura."

Susan Wilde let out a cold laugh, "Great acting, Miss Dixon."

"Susan Wilde! Don’t make me use my hands!"

"It’s not like you haven’t hit me before, why act all impartial? You two are disgustingly well-matched."

Shawn Rhodes, enraged, raised his hand and tightly gripped Susan Wilde’s neck, pinning her heavily against the wall.

"Shaw, let go! You might kill her!"

But Shawn Rhodes seemed unable to hear anything, his grip showing a determination to strangle Susan Wilde, forcing her to apologize through gritted teeth, "Apologize to her!"

Susan Wilde’s face turned red, unable to speak, and yet a smile hung from her lips with no hint of pleading in her eyes.

Her stubbornness was infuriating.

Seeing Susan Wilde’s eyes slowly roll back until they shut, her body losing support, Shawn Rhodes gritted his teeth and flung Susan Wilde aside.

Susan Wilde’s body slammed into the table, weakly collapsing to the floor.

Shawn Rhodes looked at her barely alive state and, indifferent, left with Rowan Alder in his arms.

Susan Wilde lay there for a long while before slowly regaining her senses and touched her forehead, feeling a wetness. When she brought her hand before her eyes and saw the vivid red color, she realized it wasn’t water, but blood.

She felt a pain at her temple, her head still hazy from the blow she just took.

Struggling to stand up, she took out her phone from her bag and scanned through her contacts, not knowing who to call.

Finally, she dialed 120 and reported her address to the person on the other end.

Perhaps she should be grateful that the hospital wasn’t far from here, and hearing the faint sound of the ambulance, she used the last of her energy to stand up from the floor, clutching her head wound with her hand, stumbling out the door, supporting herself along the way.

Hearing the door close downstairs, Shawn Rhodes came down to check on the situation, and seeing Susan Wilde’s room door wide open, he looked inside and saw bloodstains on the white floor.

And all along the way from the room to the entrance, there were traces of blood drops.

Where’s the blood from? Was she hurt?

Following outside, he realized it was still raining. He casually grabbed an umbrella from the entrance cabinet and went out just in time to see the ambulance driving away. The source of thɪs content is NoveI-Fire.ɴet

He walked over to ask the security guard, "What’s going on?"

The security guard, seemingly having just seen Susan Wilde off on the ambulance, had a worried look, "I don’t know either, I just saw the ambulance parked outside, then the lady came out alone, holding her head, her hands covered in blood, her face looked pale, and it seemed quite serious."