Exposing the Charade of Deep Affection (PDF)

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 He Protects Her

Odin frowned and said, “Ms. Conner, the rooms in this house are all of the same size. The room you

want to stay in belongs to Mrs. Hinton. All her stuff is in there. Aren’t you making things difficult for us?”

Ashley snorted, “You are taking her side, aren’t you? I insist on taking that room. If you don’t agree, I’ll

go to Mrs. Hinton, and you may talk to her then.”

Then she was about to leave.

Seeing that, Odin was at a loss and subconsciously stopped her. Ashley was even more complacent

and said, “What is it? Have you changed your mind?” Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Odin couldn’t make a decision, and he didn’t want to offend her either, so he was in a dilemma.

I leaned against the wooden door with my arms around my chest and said indifferently, “She may have

the room.”

Hearing my voice, they both looked back. Odin was secretly relieved to

see me.

Ashley was all cocky. Since Walter wasn’t here, she didn’t bother to pretend. She said, “I’m determined

to live here, Tabatha. So what if you’re pregnant? Mrs. Hinton is disgusted by your nasty past and

doesn’t want you to live here, or you’ll defile the place.”

She was good at poking my sore spot, yet I was already numb after being hurt so many times. I said,

expressionless and indifferent, “If you like it here, you may have it. Yet in outsiders’ eyes, I am the

granddaughter-in-law of the Hinton family. And you? You’re nothing

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but an anonymous baby factory kept by the Hinton family. No one will ever know about you.”

I leaned toward her, smiled, and said slowly, “You will never get a title.”

“You…” Ashley was short-tempered. She couldn’t find any words to talk back, which irritated her so

much that she stomped her foot and widened her eyes angrily.

She looked more and more like a clown.

Perhaps she was pissed off so much. She caught me off guard and suddenly pushed me, saying

gloomily, “Tabatha, drop dead!”

Outside the house were the steps. It wasn’t exactly high, but falling down still hurt more or less.

Fortunately, I subconsciously grabbed the door frame and steadied myself.

For a moment, I was frightened, and my suppressed anger was aroused by her. I narrowed my eyes.

Before she could react, I grabbed her and pushed her to the edge of the steps. “Don’t push too far,

Ashley!” I said angrily.

She was wearing a pair of 7 cm high heels. She knew that if I pushed her, even if she didn’t miscarry,

her precious baby would be hurt.

She was so scared that her face turned pale, yet she still said harsh words, “Tabatha, I dare you to hurt

me!”

I sneered and pushed her hard. She screamed with fear, but her eyes were still full of defiance. Seeing

her like that, I found it strange. Since when did she become so bold?

The next thing I knew, I was pulled apart. I almost fell to the ground

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because of the person’s great force. Fortunately, Odin, who had been by my side, grabbed me in time.

“Are you OK, Mrs. Hinton?” Odin held me and asked.

I stood still, shook my head slightly, and looked back at Walter, who was holding Ashley in his arms. He

protected her while looking at me with a livid face. It seemed that he was a little angry.

He rarely got angry, so I was surprised by the look on his face.

I was stunned for a second. Before I could say anything, Ashley in his arms said, “Walter, you see how

much Tabatha hates me? She nearly pushed me down! I’m pregnant! I’m sure she knows how serious

the consequences will be if I fall.”

I frowned and watched her acting calmly.

Walter looked at me and frowned. It seemed that he was trying to control himself. Then he said in a

deep voice, “If you get angry again, come at me.”

He said those words without many emotions, yet I still felt a sharp pain. in my heart.

He’d rather get hurt than let the woman he loved get hurt.

I couldn’t help chuckling and said, “Come at you? Mr. Hinton, are you serious?”

Walter pursed his lips and said coldly and sternly, “Yes.”

“Fine!” I sneered. Then I turned straight into the hall, found a fruit knife in the kitchen, walked quickly

back into the yard and, almost without thinking, stabbed Walter in the chest.

“Mrs. Hinton!”

“No!”

Someone exclaimed, while Walter never moved. He stood calm and indifferent, letting me stab him. Yet

he didn’t get hurt, as Ashley stood in front of him.

Ashley used her body to protect Walter, and I stabbed her in the shoulder. With her screams, the yard

was in chaos.

Everything happened so quickly. Odin hurried to find a doctor, while Walter strode toward the bedroom

with the injured Ashley in his arms.

Before he left, he looked at me, his eyes as dark and cold as an abyss. I failed to tell his emotions.