In the Lap of Luxury

Chapter 67

Chapter 67 It Was Me

“Believe me, Benjamin. Mom and I only got into this mess because that jinx started it.” Celia was so worried that Benjamin wouldn’t believe her that her f

Susan was about to stand up and keep talking, but then she blacked out in her anger and collapsed again. Celia quickly caught her.

Grace was already used to their tricks, so she smiled mockingly. “That’s right. It was me,” she said proudly. She didn’t want to waste her time with these people, so she went back inside.

However, Benjamin blocked her way with his brows furrowed. Grace stepped back to put some distance between them, then said indifferently, “Move.”

Benjamin took one look at Susan and Celia, who seemed half–dead, and changed his mind again. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“How much longer are you going to stay angry?” he asked with a cold voice and narrowed eyes.

Grace thought that was the funniest thing she had ever heard that day. “What’s there to be mad about?”

“Aren’t you attacking them because you still hold a grudge over being bullied?”

“You’re so full of yourself.” Grace shook her head, speechless. “I could barely stand to look at them. Why would I waste my time like that?”

“If you’re really as noble as you say you are, why did you attack me?” Celia screeched, propping up Susan, while the latter woke up and fainted all over

“You just keep asking for it, and you’re haunting me like a ghost. Doesn’t that mean I’ll have to give you what you want?

“Keep your family on a tight leash, and stop letting them embarrass themselves,” she said, casting a sharp look at Benjamin.

“If they go crazy again, removing their makeup with toilet water won’t be the worst thing I’ll do to them,” she warned, but Benjamin kept looking at her coldly without moving a muscle.

“We used to be married. Do you really have to insult them so much?”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I ran out of good things to say before we even got divorced.” Grace looked down with a smile, then looked back up with disdain and mockery.

“If you want to hear good things, then I suggest getting Ms. Quine to say them.”

“Benjamin, she’s already said such terrible things. Teach her a lesson!” Celia cried out.

“Benjamin… slap her. Defend me…” Susan woke up again.

She clearly wasn’t as sick as she had felt at first, but she thought pretending to be sick would make Benjamin defend her, so she kept pretending.

However, Benjamin was so embarrassed that he couldn’t even insult Grace, let alone hit her. He just couldn’t lecture her like he had used to.

After all, he was the one who had kept pushing her away.”

“Ben? What are you doing, blocking her way like that?” Timothy suddenly showed up. He shielded Grace with his b*dy when he saw what was going on.

“Are you alright?” He turned to ask her worriedly.

He had seen those online articles about the Hawkins, so he had some idea of how they had treated Grace,

Now that it was three of them against one of her, Timothy was worried Grace would get bullied.

Timothy’s appearance made Grace pause. However, she quickly regained her composure and replied, “I’m fine. Thanks for asking, Mr. Donegan.”

“This is a family matter. It’s got nothing to do with you.” Coldness flashed across Benjamin’s face when he saw how carefully Timothy was protecting Grace.

“You two are divorced. Grace isn’t part of your family anymore.” Timothy refused to back down. “Milady’s business is my business!”

Jealousy raged within Benjamin. “Even if we’re divorced, she’s still my woman.”

“Ben! She used to be your woman! She used to be, you hear?” Timothy raised his voice.

“You two keep arguing. I’m not the one getting embarrassed here.” Grace gave up on going back inside, so she walked toward the exit instead.

“Get back here, you jinx! We need to settle this!”

Timothy was still at an impasse with Benjamin when he noticed Grace leaving, so he quickly ‘followed her. “Where are you going, milady? Take me with y

Watching the two of them leave, Benjamin felt many mixed feelings. Although he stood with his back straight, his figure couldn’t have looked any lonelier.

After leaving the exhibition, Grace walked aimlessly, completely oblivious to Timothy following her. The cold night air refreshed her a lot.

She had nothing to say to the Hawkins. In fact, she’d had nothing to say for ages. Still, she would be lying if she said that she didn’t feel anything about t

When she got to an overhead bridge, she stood there and silently watched the cars whizz by.

By the time she turned around, Timothy was standing behind her with a handkerchief in his

hand.