Chasing Back My Ex-wife

Chapter 168

"Don't you know?" There was a sneer in Arthur's throat.

Lucy's heart rose to her throat and she nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Arthur, don't mess around! I forced Kylah to help me. This matter has nothing to do with the Figueroa family! Arthur? Hello? Hello?"

The call had been hung up.

Lucy weakly sat on the bed, his forehead covered in cold sweat. She had dragged him down three times, so was she going to implicate the Figueroa family this time? Was anyone who had a good relationship with her going to suffer?

"No, I can't let anything happen to the Figueroa family!"

Kylah and her parents had helped her so much. If she got involved again, she would live a guilty life for the rest of her life!

She skillfully pressed a string of numbers and put her phone close to her ear. "Answer the phone. Answer the phone quickly!"

She remembered Arthur's number very well!

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not answered for the time being. Please call later."

No one answered.

Lucy's heart instantly sank to the bottom of a valley. She bit her lips tightly and continued to make the phone call, unwilling to give up.

No one answered.

No one answered.

Still, no one answered.

She panicked and was so scared that her arms and legs became weak. What on earth was Arthur doing in the Figueroa family?

He had always been ruthless and cold-blooded. If he really did something to his parents and Kylah, how would she face them in the future?

"Is there anyone outside? Open the door, I want to go out!"

"I won't run. You can follow me. Please, open the door for me!"

Lucy rarely begged anyone in his life, so it was extremely difficult for him to say the word 'Wish'.

The bodyguard stood at the entrance of the glass hole, expressionless like a robot. "Without the young master's order, we can't open the door. You'd better save some energy!"

Lucy's face was completely drained of color. His eyes turned towards the hole in the glass. As long as the hole was a bit larger, she could jump out of the window.

"It's best if you don't harbor any bad intentions. Otherwise, Mr. Pate and Ms. Figueroa will be the ones suffering." The bodyguard's gaze wandered around the glass hole before finally landing on Lucy.

The threat of the bodyguard blew up the anger in Lucy's body. She picked up the chair and smashed it wildly toward the window.

The glass glass was broken into pieces on the ground, and the ward was in a mess.

He didn't expect her to do this. The bodyguards panicked. Young Master had specially warned them to imprison the Young Madam, but they couldn't make her emotional ups and downs too much!

He quickly called the other two bodyguards over and asked them to help solve the problem.

The two bodyguards didn't know what to do. Their problems were usually solved with force and never needed to be persuaded.

The three of them looked at each other and tried to persuade him—

"Young Madam, don't smash it!"

"Young Master won't let you get too emotional."

"Don't be angry, or we won't be able to explain it to the young master!"

The shattering sound of glass continued without any pause.

The doctors, nurses, and the security guards of the hospital came a few times. When they saw the special ward they had told them, they turned around and left.

The bodyguards' hearts were twisted together with the sound of broken glass. They hesitated whether they should call the young master or not, but when they thought of the young master's cold face, they did not dare to do so.

Peng!

After Lucy smashed down the last piece of glass, the chair smashed onto the ground. Gritting his teeth, he said, "All of you better pray that you can continue to threaten me!"

Her eyes were bloodshot. When she said this, she was full of murderous intent, which made the bodyguards break out in a cold sweat.

Glancing at them coldly, Lucy picked up his phone again and continued to call Arthur. This time, the call was connected. "What do you want?"

All the cells in her body tightened together, trying to keep calm.

...

In the coffee shop.

The aroma of coffee mixed with the sweetness of milk tea. He took a deep breath and felt refreshed. However, in such a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, the coffee table in the southeast corner was cold.

Arthur sat in the northern seat with a cold expression on his face. Max stood behind him, and Kylah's mother and Kylah were already sitting in the southern seat with anger written all over their faces.

"If you dare to ask someone to help you escape again, I will let that person or those people disappear." Arthur said word by word. After that, he hung up the phone directly.

Mrs. Figueroa sat opposite him, her face flushed with anger. "You... you are imprisoned?! How could you do such... such a thing?"

He was simply a pervert!

"I won't hurt her." Arthur handed the phone to his mother with both hands. "Sorry to offend you. I hope you can forgive me."

Seeing this, the assistant sighed in his heart. If it weren't for the fact that the president's wife was good to the Figueroa family and the president didn't want to provoke the Figueroa family, how could Mrs. Figueroa have the right to teach the president? Belonging to NôvelDrama.Org.

Moreover, if the president's wife didn't care so much about Ms. Figueroa, just for Ms. Figueroa to help the president's wife escape, the president would destroy the Figueroa Group. How could he talk in a cafe?

The president was so nice to his wife, but unfortunately, no one could understand.

"Don't call me aunt. I can't afford to call you that! Mr. Johnson, I really misjudged you!" Mrs. Figueroa wanted to say something harsh, but she had never scolded anyone, nor was she angry with anyone. She couldn't even say a word.

She just felt sad for such a good child. Why was her life so bumpy?

"God is so unfair!"

Arthur didn't say anything else to Mrs. Figueroa. Instead, he looked at Kylah and said, "If there's a next time, even if you're Lucy's good friend, it's useless!"

As soon as he finished his words—

"Arthur, Arthur, Arthur!" Chad ran in breathlessly and shouted at Arthur. Then, under the gaze of countless guests, he trotted all the way to the southeast house.

He glanced at Kylah's and Mrs. Figueroa's seats and saw that both of them were fine. He heaved a sigh of relief.

Arthur looked at him coldly. "You've also participated in this matter?"

"What's the matter?" Chad was confused. He heard that Arthur was going to attack the Figueroa family, so he rushed over. As for the reason... he didn't know!

Arthur glanced at him and went straight out.

"Hey, Arthur, wait for me. Why are you suddenly interested in Kylah's house?" Chad subconsciously wanted to chase after his Arthur.

The Max stood in front of him and said, "If you don't want to be beaten, don't follow."

"What do you mean? What did I do? Arthur wants to hit me? I've been staying in the company these two days. I didn't provoke Arthur! Tell me, why does Arthur want to hit me?" Chad scratched his head and kept nagging. He really didn't understand.

Max gave him a sidelong glance, turned around, and simply left.

"Hey, you look down on me!" Chad was so curious that he moved closer to Kylah and gossiped, "Kylah, do you know why Arthur hit me? Besides, I heard that Arthur was going to attack the Figueroa family. Did you provoke Arthur? Tell me, I..."

"Shut your f*cking mouth!" Kylah had already roared at him. Stepping on his feet, she walked to the aisle and stormed out.

"Mr. Johnson is not a good guy. How could he be a good guy?"

Chad cried out in pain and looked at Mrs. Figueroa in confusion. He jumped up and down pitifully and said, "Auntie, why did Kylah step on me? Am I angered?"