Lahat ng Kabanata ng Face My Wrath: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 8

"Shame on you! I didn't know he bought you the lastest phone! I don't even spend that much money on myself!"A few dads in the crowd stepped up when Tara became ungovernable. "You beat up a woman and broke her phone when you showed up. I've called the police on you."Tara spat at the men who tried to intervene. "You must have fallen head over heels for that woman too! Why else would you help her?"Scanning my outfit, she commented in disdain, "Look at her clothes. She's practically decked in luxury items."Turning to the man, she asked, "Can a poor guy like you afford to pay for her lifestyle?"I trembled in rage, as Tara not only beat me up for no reason, but she also unfairly accused me of being a homewrecker.Staring her down, I demanded, "Who the heck is your husband?"If looks could kill, Tara Jameson would be dead by now.She placed her hands on her waist and stared haughtily at me. Snorting, she taunted me again. "Yeah, keep faking it. How dare you ask for my husband's

Rising from my seat, I replied flatly, "Ask your wife about it."Preston turned to Tara. Before he could ask any questions, she had thrown herself into his arms with a pout. "Darling, you're finally here. That woman nearly ruined my face!"She raised her head to show him the scratches. "But don't worry—I taught that little seductress a lesson! I know it's not your fault, darling. These women just can't help themselves around you. You're simply perfect!"Even the policeman cringed at Tara's statement. He coughed softly to cut her off before getting Preston up to speed.Upon learning about the incident, Preston did not take a look at Tara. Instead, he set his tearful eyes on my daughter. One step after another, he approached Emma with open arms. Each step he took was slow and deliberate, stretching the short distance for as long as possible.I nearly drowned in my worries. Stopping him, I warily studied him. "What are you gonna do to my daughter?""Jeanine, please don't do this

Silence hung in the air after I dropped the announcement.Preston finally broke the silence with laughter. Smirking, he asked, "Jeanine Colby, who do you think you are? You can't just call off our partnership with Harlan Group."I reached into my pocket for my phone, only to realize Tara had broken my phone this afternoon.I nonchalantly said to him, "Ah, well. You'll get the news by tomorrow."Turning to Tara, I warned her, "I won't stand by and do nothing after you beat me up. My lawyer will contact you tomorrow. Get ready for jail."Her body trembled, but she soon puffed her chest. "You're just scaring me."Holding a sleeping Emma, I was ready to leave. I did not want to spend time bickering with him.My actions might have woken Emma up. Her eyes slowly cracked open. She asked me where we were going."We're going home.""Mommy, can we not go home today?" Even in Emma's sleepy daze, she wouldn't stop looking past me and staring at Preston. "Mommy, I want to be with Daddy."

I heard the sounds of water dripping onto the floor. Preston had actually wet himself.Pinching my nose, I shot him a disgusted look and motioned at my bodyguards to bring him down. Meanwhile, Tara screamed and begged for mercy. Her shrill voice woke Emma up from sleep.Without hesitation, Emma broke free from the bodyguard's arms and jogged over to Preston. She pleaded with me, "Mommy, please forgive Daddy. I want us to live as a family.""He's not your father. He lied to Mommy and hurt Mommy. Look—he even beat me up. Do you still want to take his side?" I crouched and directed the question at the young Emma while staring into her eyes.This was the last chance I extended to Emma. If she picked me, I would guarantee that she would not see Preston again, and that she would live a comfortable life. If she chose Preston, I would show her no mercy.Her eyes darted between me and Preston. Finally, she said sweetly, "I want Daddy!"My expression crumpled. I replied sternly, "I got it.