Hearing what I said, Makena gritted her teeth with hatred.
I was too weak to dodge, and I took another slap from her.
"You stole my husband just to make me divorce him, right? You deliberately said this! You framed me! I didn't intend to hurt anyone, the reporters can prove it. It was you who provoked me!"
I laughed because of her shamelessness and arrogance, and the wound on my face tore again. Blood was mixed with sweat, and I trembled in pain.
The sound of smashing gradually subsided, and the living room was already a mess.
There was nowhere to stand.
Makena glanced around and smiled with satisfaction.
"This is the consequence of stealing my man. I will smash as many things as he bought for you! Let's see if I can smash things quicker than he takes them to you!"
I gritted my teeth and looked at her coldly.
If she knew that she was smashing the collection of the company's chairman, how would she beg for mercy?
"Go ahead. Just don't regret it."
"Taking revenge beyond your ability is foolish!"
Besides, the target of revenge was wrong!
My gaze fell on the phone that had dropped to the ground beside me, and I reached out with my uninjured hand for it to notify Zayden.