He Clings to Me Every Night-Chapter 681 - : Be Careful Not to Become Disabled
Chapter 681: Chapter 681: Be Careful Not to Become Disabled
“Spit blood? Where’s the blood? I didn’t see any, but I did witness some impressive deflecting.” Olivia Jenkins mocked, her eyes filled with irony.
The confrontation was intense, and it was always herself who was left to bear the consequences. The housekeeper furrowed his brow slightly, and leaned in a little, “How about this, madam, you assign someone you trust to clean your bedroom or you can watch them as they clean. We’re running out of time and needs to be done before your husband’s return, please understand.”
Olivia Jenkins’ pretty face betrayed no emotions. Her hawk-like eyes, did not blink once as they trained on Bella Thompson.
Masking the emotions in her eyes, Bella Thompson met Jenkins’ gaze calmly, without batting an eye, “Housekeeper, you’re a person my husband trusts, so you can supervise the cleaning. To avoid being the subject of gossip, I wouldn’t want anyone to accuse me of torturing them.”
The housekeeper stole a glance at the young mistress and seeing that she hadn’t spoken up, he said, “Alright, I’ll supervise the cleaning.”
After the housekeeper left, Jenkins approached Thompson and whispered into her ear, “Are you not worried that I might plant a bug or a pin-sized camera in your bedroom if you’re not supervising? You might not even be able to find it.”
Bella Thompson glanced at Jenkins, suppressing the fury within her. She uttered through gritted teeth, “You are becoming more and more arrogant. You will pay for this someday!”
“We’ll see. You might just reveal your true nature before that happens.” Jenkins retorted, her lips curling into a wicked grin.
Jenkins’ eyes shone with defiant brilliance.
Thompson continued to hold back her anger, her face remained placid, but her clenched fists told another story.
“Mother, it’s time for you to go to Joyful Hall for your peacekeeping.”
At the sound, Thompson turned her gaze to Matthew Marshall.
Jenkins with her provocative attitude, leaned closer to Thompson and continued, “While meditating, watch your son closely. I can’t guarantee I won’t cause some trouble.”
Are you angry? Are you having a hard time holding back? Do you think that by doing this, I can’t see you for what you really are? I have a hundred bodyguards, what can you do?
Don’t think that once you’ve wiped your butt clean, it’s all over. I know very well, an eye for an eye! Water can carry a boat; it can also overturn a boat!”
With that, Jenkins shot another defiant look at Thompson.
Subsequently, Jenkins approached Matthew and pushed him forward, “Matthew, your wound seems to have healed a lot. You will be able to walk freely soon. But be careful not to become a cripple once again.”
The hostile words of this wicked woman, threatening her with her son. Thompson was at her limits. She wanted to stand up and slap Jenkins.
Just then, Matthew gave mother a signal, hinting at her not to act rashly.
The woman in front of them had clear malicious intentions, she was intentionally instigating them. They couldn’t stoop down to her level, and fall into her trap.
Fed up, Thompson walked toward Joyful Hall, not caring about Jenkins’ provocations anymore.
With their mother gone, Matthew calmly locked eyes with Jenkins, “Thanks for your concern, sister-in-law. I’m recovering well.”
Brewing a pot of small green tangerine tea, Jenkins poured a cup for Matthew.
Jenkins looked at Marshall with piercing eyes, “I heard Grandfather mention, you’ll be sent abroad for advanced studies.”
