Chasing Back My Ex-wife

Chapter 28

Lucy looked at his ears, which were red at the tips, and turned back to his assistant. "Sorry, but I don't know how to either," she said plainly.

"Women are more gentle than men, and they can tie nicer bow knots. Ms. Morgan, you can surely bandage the wound better than I can." Max tried his best to win Arthur a chance.

Lucy glanced at Arthur, who was still looking at his hand, and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Your CEO is a male chauvinist. He'll surely prefer a dead knot, not a bow knot."

Max was speechless.

"Sir, you can't blame me. I've tried my best!" thought Max.

"Let's eat!" Arthur said with stormy look and picked up his fork to start eating. He had hurt his right hand, and blood flowed down along the fork, dripping onto the food.

Lucy avoided those bloodstained dishes and ate plainly as if nothing had happened.

Slam!

Arthur put down his fork, glared at her, and strode out of the private room. He couldn't bear the cold attitude she was giving him.

After he left, Lucy felt much more relaxed.

She ate the food that wasn't stained with blood till she was satisfied before putting down her fork and

asking for the bill.

"Ms. Morgan, Mr. Johnson has already paid for the food," said the waiter with a smile.

Lucy nodded and walked downstairs. The restaurant was close to the seafood restaurant she had gone to the day before, so she headed in that direction to pick up her car.

However —

Clashing with her enemies was inevitable!

"Lucy Morgan!" Lizbeth saw Lucy as soon as she came out of the mall and her temper flared. Her cheek was still swollen from Lucy's slap!

Lucy ignored her and got into her car. She had known Lizbeth for a long time, but they weren't friends but enemies!

"Why are you running? Feeling guilty?" Lizbeth rushed forward and blocked Lucy's car with her arms spread. She was the direct opposite of the ladylike woman she usually was.

Lucy didn't bother to get out of the car. She stepped on the accelerator and drove forward.

"Lucy, are you mad?!" Lizbeth screamed and quickly dodged aside. Her eyes reflected Lucy's car as it disappeared into the distance, and her face was twisted in fury.

"So slapping me wasn't enough, and she wants to hit me with her car?" Lizbeth thought.

She would never let that b*tch off the hook!

The passers-by didn't know what had happened. They only witnessed an Audi ramming towards a pretty lady, and they got a scare. Someone even called the cops.

"What's wrong?" Jenson came over carrying a few bags. His attractive eyes were filled with worry.

As soon as he asked, Lizbeth felt miserable. "I saw Lucy earlier and wanted to reason with her. She didn't want to reason with me, but that's fine, but she even tried to hit me with her car!" As soon as he asked, Lizbeth felt miserable. "I saw Lucy earlier and wanted to reason with her. She didn't want to reason with me, but that's fine, but she even tried to hit me with her car!"

Actually, Lucy hadn't been driving fast, and Lizbeth could have gotten out of the way easily. It was just that Lizbeth couldn't let the incident go.

Who did Lucy think she was? How dare she behave so boldly towards Lizbeth?

Jenson flung the stuff down, hurried to her, and looked her up and down. His handsome face was deathly pale. "Did she hurt you? Should we get you checked at the hospital?"

"No, she didn't hit me!" Lizbeth pushed him away. She didn't like being too close to him. "But if I hadn't run away fast, she would definitely have hit me!"

At hearing Lucy's familiar name, Jenson smiled slowly and a sinister look filled his eyes.

Very well, he would remember Lucy!

...

As soon as Lucy pulled out onto the road, a few police cars chased after her.

She didn't run away either, but willingly stopped her car and followed the police to the police station.

"We received a report from the public saying that you tried to hit someone with your car on purpose. Do you admit to that?" A policeman sat opposite her with a stern expression.

He thought, "This woman's so beautiful. How could she do such a crazy thing?"

Lucy shook her head and tucked a lock of her curly hair behind her ear. "You said I hit someone on purpose. So where's the victim?"

She had been driving very slowly, and Lizbeth could totally have avoided her in time. She had only done so because she didn't want to get mixed up with Lizbeth.

"..." The policeman who was questioning her was speechless for a moment. "You actually tried to hit someone with a car!"

Lucy placed her hands on the table calmly and said, "Sir, I was just bidding my friend farewell earlier. I'm not sure what caused this misunderstanding." Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"But the people who filed the report made it very clear that you were driving recklessly," the policeman said.

Lucy smiled slightly. "But did you receive a report from the victim herself? If she had really gotten hit, then why didn't she file a police report? That's because she's my friend."

The policeman felt dubious.

Lucy didn't mean to make things difficult for the police. She took out her business card and put it on the table. "Here's my contact information. If there are any further problems, you can contact me anytime."

Since the situation had reached that stage, the policeman tried Lucy's number, then let her go after confirming that it was her number.

If Lucy had known that things would get so bothersome, she would never have done that.

If Lucy had known that things would get so bothersome, she would never have done that.

She checked the time and it was already 1:45 p.m. It seemed like she would be late again that afternoon!

She sighed and was about to leave when she heard two familiar voices—

"Josh, what's your issue? You're just twelve. How could you gift five hundred thousand dollars to some online influencer?"

"Mom, can't you stop nagging? Wasn't it just five hundred thousand? You even demanded her to pay us back. How embarrassing!"

Lucy froze and swiveled around at once, facing her back towards the pair who were about to come through the door.

She never expected to see her mother and brother here.

"Wait...Josh sent 500,000 dollars to an influencer?" thought Lucy.

Her mom and dad only earned 5000 dollars a month. Where would they get 500,000 dollars?

"You're right, it's just 500,000 dollars. This sum is nothing to the Figueroa family! If it wasn't for Kylah ruining our plans, Mr. Figueroa would definitely have given us more than 500,000!"

"Let's just go back to borrow more! Mom, can you stop nagging?! You're so annoying!"

Their voices faded away.

Lucy watched them go. She had been biting her lip so hard that the skin had broken, but she didn't even notice.

Five years ago, they hadn't even attended her funeral, saying that they couldn't afford the bus fare.

They didn't have ten bucks for the bus fare, but they paid an online influencer 500,000 dollars... Hah, that was just how her family was!

Lucy widened her eyes and forced her tears back. She took a deep breath, left the police station, and drove back to her company.

At the reception, Diane didn't even dare to greet Lucy when she saw the sick look on Lucy's face. She tried her best to make herself invisible.

In her office, Lucy sat down and looked up at the ceiling. Her thoughts were a mess.

She was in a very bad mood and couldn't focus on doing any work. She wiled away the whole afternoon like that.

Ring!

Her office phone rang.

Lucy rubbed her throbbing temples and picked up the phone. "What's the matter?"

"Ms. Morgan, your boyfriend has been waiting for quite some time already. Aren't you getting off work yet?" Diane said nosily.

Lucy frowned. "Boyfriend?"

"Yes! He drives a Bentley!" Unfortunately, the owner of the Bentley hadn't gotten off, so Diane couldn't see what he looked like.

Lucy hung up and walked to the window.

On the street, the Bentley looked sleek and dominating, just like its owner.