But Barry just looked even more smug. He picked up the shirt from my hand and leaned in closer, mocking me, "This green shirt suits you perfectly. Even if Lilian knows I faked the cancer, so what? She's still gonna have my baby. She'll do whatever I tell her. She's more obedient than any dog. This hospital's profits will all be mine. She's mine to control, just like you."
Hearing this, my fists cracked from the pressure.
I swung and punched him straight in the face, "You disgusting piece of trash! Ruining someone's marriage and still running your mouth? I'll beat the crap out of you!"
Barry crumpled to the ground, holding his face in disbelief, "You hit me? Lilian won't let you get away with this!"
I sneered, grabbed his hair and was about to land another punch when Lilian suddenly barged in. Without hesitation, she grabbed a nearby chair and smashed it across my back, "Stop it, Lucas!"
My back burned with pain. I turned around to face her, only to be hit squarely in the face with a lunchbox. The sting of hot meal exploded on my skin.