Remarriage Failed Again Today

The two slaps landed, and Quentin Holland and Tina Chapman, standing nearby, froze in shock.

’Annabelle Linton... actually hit someone?’

The corners of Quentin Holland’s mouth curved into a playful smirk.

’Looks like she’s not the same weak girl she used to be.’

"You hit me?" Yvonne Miller clutched her face, staring at Annabelle Linton in disbelief. Her voice was sharp and acidic as she demanded, "Annabelle Linton, you little bitch! You actually dare to hit me?"

"Let’s see if I don’t teach you a lesson today!"

With that, she lunged forward, swinging at Annabelle Linton’s face as if intending to disfigure her!

Annabelle nimbly dodged her with a graceful sidestep. Yvonne Miller had already lunged, and when Annabelle moved aside, she couldn’t stop her momentum and continued to stumble forward.

Watching her stumble, Annabelle Linton’s lips curled into a wicked smile, and she stuck out her foot.

Yvonne Miller tripped and fell flat on her face!

It was a face-down posture, with her rear end sticking up in the air.

’Seriously... HAHAHAHAHA!’

Annabelle Linton watched her impassively, uttering a single word: "Trash."

Tina Chapman stared as Yvonne Miller hit the ground so hard she couldn’t even make a sound. She then turned to Annabelle Linton in disbelief, clearly frightened.

After a few seconds, she snapped out of it and ran to help Yvonne Miller.

"Agh, my back... You little bitch... Oww..." Yvonne Miller groaned from the floor, all semblance of dignity gone.

Seeing her pained expression, Tina Chapman asked nervously, "Yvonne! Yvonne, how are you? Are you hurt anywhere?"

"Tina, my back... my back..." Yvonne Miller had really taken a hard fall this time. Her face was pale, and she could barely form a coherent sentence.

Seeing her friend in such a state, Tina Chapman shot to her feet. She pointed a finger at Annabelle Linton’s face and raged, "Annabelle Linton, you’re such a bitch! You have no respect for your elders! How dare you attack an elder in public? Do you have no regard for the law? Today, I’m going to teach you a lesson on your father’s behalf!"

With that, she raised her hand high and swung at Annabelle Linton.

But before her hand could reach Annabelle Linton, her wrist was caught in a powerful grip.

The force was immense, as if the hand were about to crush her bones.

Tina Chapman’s face contorted as she glared at Quentin Holland and spat viciously, "Who is this pretty boy daring to lay a hand on me? I know one of your department heads! Believe it or not, I can have him fire you!"

"How impressive."

Quentin Holland flung her hand away. He took a disinfecting wipe from Mia Holloway, who was standing by, and meticulously wiped each of his fingers. He gave her an equally cold look. "I wonder which department head has that much authority."

Caught off guard, Tina Chapman stumbled when Quentin Holland flung her hand away.

She steadied herself and glanced at Quentin Holland’s chest.

’It was bare. No ID badge. He must be an intern!’

She lifted her chin arrogantly, her expression threatening. "The director of your hospital! Scared now? You’re just a pretty boy, aren’t you? New here, I bet. Hah. Well, congratulations. Today is your last day working at this hospital! Birds of a feather flock together. Anyone hanging around Annabelle Linton can’t be any good!"

Tina Chapman shot Yvonne Miller a reassuring look that said, ’Don’t worry, I’ll handle this.’

’After all, Claudia Chapman is her cousin. She’ll definitely side with her.’

’Just looking at Annabelle Linton filled her with rage!’

’If it wasn’t for this bitch, her Janie would be the one married to Leona Grant right now.’