Chapter 32


    Love Coming from the Least Expected Chapter 32


    Well, that was the case in the past because he was the one who had rushed to my rescue when Yvette


    tried to drown me in the pond. Whenever Lyle showed up, she would put on a timid front and stop picking


    on me.


    It was very foolish of me to fall for him just because he had saved me. Those who had no near-death


    experiences would never figure out the way it felt to have someone to rely on in the nick of time.


    When I struggled in the pond, those nearby wouldn’t stopughing at me. They couldn’t care less if I


    would make it out alive or not. Lyle was the only one who had jumped into the pond and saved me in the


    nick of time without any hesitation.


    As the one who had saved me, I felt indebted and obliged to repay the favor. Unfortunately, I might be


    wrong because thest thing he needed was my affection.


    Unable to bring up the request to file for divorce, I returned home feeling dejected. The housekeepers


    hired to keep the ce clean had been dismissed because Lyle disliked being surrounded by strangers.


    After spending a few days away from home, the ce was messed up once again, but I couldn’t be


    bothered.


    Suddenly, someone barged into the foyer. The drunk Lyle staggered his way into the dining hall and


    mmed the dishes I had prepared to the ground while yelling, “What have you told Grandma?”


    Sighing, I put everything aside and answered, “I’m not as shameless as you. I have merely dropped by to


    visit Grandma because I’m aware she’s not feeling well.”


    “Are you sure? If that’s the case, why have Grandma terminated Bianca after your trip to her ce? Are


    you jealous?” Lyle kicked the table with all his might and ended up falling to the ground.


    I rushed over to help him up, but he shrugged me off, pping me in the face the moment I touched him.


    The thunderous p reverberated in the deste mansion.


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    Staring at him in the eyes, I ran my fingers across my swollen cheek. I thought he wouldn’t be able to


    hurt me anymore, but I was wrong. My heart ached because he had taken out his frustration on me for


    his mistress’ sake again.


    “I’m not even a match for Bianca, huh?”


    He red at me in the eyes and scowled, “Of course! After all, you’re just a loose woman who enjoys


    having all sorts of fun with different men!”


    It turned out he had always deemed me a filthy woman. I chuckled and asked, “If that was the case, why


    had you chosen to get married to me?”


    He grasped my chin and answered my only question with a vicious grin, “It’s because I want to torture


    you!”


    I want to torture you!


    I had a nightmare and found myself drowning again. No matter how much I asked for help, no one


    around me would offer to save me. They surrounded me and started making fun of me for being a wimp.


    When I was overwhelmed by despair, someone brought me back to the shore. I thought Lyle had rushed


    to my rescue, but I was wrong. Smirking, he pushed me back once he brought me up and allowed me to


    take a breather.


    In the end, he left me alone at the seemingly bottomless pond. When I roused from my sleep because of


    the nightmare, I noticed my pillow waspletely drenched in tears. I thought my life would soon be


    over as I stared nkly at the ceiling.


    When I received a call, I picked it up and heard Christopher asking in a petnt manner, “Why haven’t


    you picked up my call? Don’t you know I’m worried about you?”


    As soon as I heard his question, I started wailing because the emotions I had been suppressing came


    flooding out. Christopher raised his volume and repeated, “Has Lyle picked on you again? What the heck


    is that jerk capable of apart from taking things out on a vulnerable woman?”