Chapter 31: Bringing A Sword To A Gun Fight

Susan's POV

“And who are you to decide what happens here?

I thought you never wanted to be part of this discussion? Why the sudden switch?" I attacked Angela without delay.

I wasn't bothered if Ethan's Father was there to witness everything.

I just couldn't fold my arms and watch her disrespect me in such a manner.

If Ethan's Father hadn't stooped so low to marry Angela, she wouldn't dare speak to me like that In public.

From my observation about her, I could tell the age gap between us. I could literally pass as her elder sister.

Her involvement in my case forced me to stand up from the ground.

She probably got to speak to ridicule me after spotting my knees on the ground.

If only I had maintained my composure, the disrespect wouldn't have happened

“You don't seem to get it, do you? He's my husband. He listens to whatever I say.

Lucky you! I haven't asked him to kick you out yet,” Angela bragged.

She sounded so sure that Ethan's

Father would obey her command.

I expected Ethan's Father to debunk Angela's claims, but he didn't. Instead, he was seated comfortably as the drama unfolded.

He seemed to enjoy seeing Angela mock me.

The only thing left is a bowl of popcorn to complete the cinematic experience.

“Your husband?”

I made wicked laughter to mock Angela.

I wasn't going to let her go Scott-free without a clap back.

“I thought you meant to say your Grandfather because that's undoubtedly what it seemed like. I bet you married him because of his wealth.

You're a mother fucking gold digger. I could swear on my life that he isn't the biological father of that little boy,” I ranted.

I said not much that I could barely even control myself anymore.

I was desperate to prove to Angela that I shouldn't be toyed with.

I looked forward to a moment like that ever since Angela welcomed Paul and me like a rogue.

However, I wanted her to trigger my anger to the point where I couldn't resist it anymore and she did.

“What the heck did you just do?”

Paul scolded me.

He tried to calm my nerves and he failed.

I wasn't even looking in his direction. I had no idea what spirit possessed my body.

Just when I thought I had won that battle over Angela, she stood up and landed a slap on my soft chin that restored my memory.

“How dare you disrespect me in my home? Have you lost your mind?” She yelled at me.

It wasn't enough for her to slap me, she still made some moves towards me.

I already prepared myself to return the slap to her face when Ethan's Father held my arms in midair

I was thinking he was never going to get involved. He came at the wrong time.

When I needed him to speak for me, he wasn't there.

He could have prevented Angela from hitting me, but he sat down there and did nothing.

“But she slapped me first. She shouldn't have done that,” I wept.

I was ready to finish the damage I started.

I had already given up on everything. After attacking his wife, I didn't expect Ethan's Father to come to my rescue anymore.

“That's because you called for it.

Are you even aware of the consequences of your utterances? You could be sued for that,” he screamed at me.

I lost the battle before it even started. It was me against the world.

I was being forced to pull it through alone after Ethan's Father prohibited Paul from speaking.

“I apologize,” I said, bowing to Ethan's Father.

That was my only escape route after I messed things up with my anger.

Mr. Woods looked me in the eyes and rejected my apology.

He insisted that I direct the apology to Angela.

It turned out to be the greatest task of my life.

How do I apologize to my rival? Someone I was yearning to pounce on?

Not only will it be a slap on my face, I'll also live with the shame and embarrassment for the rest of my life

I couldn't move my lips.

I had no idea where to start even though the utterances were stored in my head.

“I'm sorry, Angela.

I didn't mean to attack you like that,” I finally said something.

The apology was brief, yet more difficult than I ever imagined.

It's as though a gun was pointed at my head, forcing me to apologize or be shot in the head.

"Screw your apology.

I don't need it.

It obviously didn't come from a place of sincerity,” Angela refuses.

I was yet to find my balance when she dashed to the exit door and asked me to leave

I thought she was bluffing not until she came forward and nearly forced me out.

I focused my glance at Ethan's Father for support and he looked sideways.

He fell deaf ears to my plea and acted like I never existed.

“We can talk this over.

I can't leave now.

This is my only hope. I don't have anywhere else to run to,” I pleaded with Ethan's Father for a second chance to turn things around again.

“You should have thought about that before disrespecting my family,” he pushed me aside and walked away, leaving me alone with Angela to finish what she started with me

When I saw Ethan's Father leave like that, I lost all hopes of achieving my purpose.

Angela is literally the last person I could bank on.

If she had the opportunity, she would have kicked me out a long time ago.

Out of shame, I grabbed my bag and went outside while Paul consoled me as though I just lost a family.

I went straight inside the car and rested my head behind the seat.

I kept blaming myself for everything. I was this close to convincing Ethan's Father to assist me.

I could see it in his eyes that he wanted to help out even though Angela might be a yardstick.

After seeing me in tears, Paul refused to drive out immediately.