Drowning In His Deep Love (Re-edited)

Chapter 13 Getting into Trouble

Chapter 13 Getting into Trouble

A touch of complacence appeared in their eyes when Allison and Colleen saw Alexander eyeing on Florence.

They thought in mind that Alexander must be here to get even with Florence for escaping the marriage.

How could the Logan family let her go so easily?

Florence was frightened when being stared by him. Just when everyone thought Alexander was about to throw a fit, he retracted his gaze, and said to Lincoln calmly, "we will talk about it in the study."

"Okay, Mr. Logan, this way please." Lincoln led the way in the front.

Florence secretly let out a sigh of relief when she saw Alexander go upstairs to the study.

She felt that although Alexander looked ugly and was even a lame, he was nice.

She made use of him so obviously just now. She didn't think that Alexander didn't know it.

Florence was a little bit sorry and sympathetic for him. She heard that Alexander was very good- looking before the accident and he had a face that even women were jealous of. Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Colleen found it unfair, stared at Florence fiercely and said, "Stop thinking that you can mess up the marriage of the two families. The Scott family is short of funds. Without the help of the Tyler family, the Scott family will go bankrupt."

"Does it have anything to do with me?" Florence sneered and continued, "it's you, but not me, who should be worried about whether the Scott family will go bankrupt."

Colleen gritted her teeth and said, "You are also a member of the Scott family, Florence. If the Scott family collapses, it will do no good to you."

"It does no good to me even if the Scott family doesn't collapse," Florence said indifferently. "By the way, let me remind you that today, you and your mother have offended Mrs. Tyler. I heard that Mrs. Tyler and Thomas' mother, your mother-in-law, have a good relationship. You need to be worried about your position on the Hudson family."

"You..." Colleen was so angry that her face was pale, and was almost driven crazy.

Allison said coldly, "Florence, don't be complacent so early. Don't forget that that bastard is still in my hands."

Allison threatened her with that child again. The light in Florence's eyes cooled down inch by inch.

Florence didn't believe that the child was in Allison's hands, otherwise she wouldn't just say it.

Colleen sarcastically said, "Like mother like daughter. The mother gave birth to a bastard and brought her back, and you also had a bastard."

Colleen didn't finish her words, and her face was slapped. Her face was swollen and still hurting. Florence's slap was undoubtedly like rubbing the salt in her wound.

Colleen screamed in pain like. "Florence, you are insane! How dare you slap me?"

Seeing Colleen was slapped by Florence, Allison stared at her virulently. "Florence, how dare you slap my daughter?"

Allison raised her hand up in the air, but did not dare to slap her just because Florence said, "Alexander is upstairs, if you disturb him, you know what the consequences will be."

Allison didn't dare to hit Florence, and her face was filled with anger.

Florence sneered coldly, took two steps forward, and said to Allison in a voice that only two of them could hear, "By the way, I will also tell my dad why Allison goes to the Southern Mountain every month, what you did and who you met."

Seeing a panic flash across Allison's eyes, Florence sneered and warned. "You'd better stop trying to manipulate me, and don't threaten me with anyone else, or you will suffer the consequences."

Allison and her daughter could do nothing but watch her leave.

Colleen was frantic with viciousness flashing across her eyes and said, "Mom, I want Florence to be cursed to damnation, no matter what method you use, you will teach her a lesson for me, severely."

"Don't worry, Mom will definitely revenge for you." Allison was looking at her daughter's face which was beaten swollen, and her heart ached for Colleen.

Not long after Florence left, Alexander also left. Lincoln was sitting in the chair with a pale face, and the words that Alexander told him before he left still echoed in his ears.

Allison went in with a cup of tea in her hands. "Lincoln, what's wrong? What did Alexander say? Why do you look so bad?"

Lincoln returned to his senses, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked, "Where is Florence?"

"She left." Allison said with a cold face and exaggerated the fact saying, "Florence has grown up and no longer obeys us. I am her stepmother, so it is not appropriate for me to discipline and teach

her. Just now she even slapped Coley. Her face was swollen and even bleeding."

Based on Allison's understanding of Lincoln, he would definitely be very angry when he heard that Colleen was beaten by Florence, and would teach Florence a lesson.

Allison sneered smugly in her heart waiting for Lincoln to fly into a rage.

But this time, instead of getting angry, Lincoln warned her, "I don't want to provoke Florence in the future. You and Coley have to restrain yourselves recently. See what you two have done today. I still don't know how to clean the mess."

Lincoln was not a fool. Of course he knew that Allison and Colleen often made things difficult for Florence, but he just turned a blind eye to it.

Allison was taken aback and said, "Lincoln, what's wrong with you? Coley was beaten, and she..."

"She should also be given a lesson, and besides, you can just take it as if there is no one named Florence in the Scott family from now on."

Lincoln was very impatient. He couldn't afford to offend the Logan family. As for Florence's marriage, he was not qualified to call the shots. These were the exact words left by Alexander before he left.

Florence, who left the Scott family, didn't go far, and there was a car stopping beside her.

It was the car of Alexander. Easton got off the car and walked to Florence respectfully and said, "Ms. Scott, Mr. Logan invites you to get into the car, please."

Florence glanced at Alexander who was sitting in the car, and she couldn't know whether he was angry or joyful only by judging from his ferocious and terrifying face.

When she thought of the fact that she escaped the marriage, she suddenly became nervous.

Florence got into the car anxiously, and called to mind Colleen's face which was beaten severely. She didn't dare to get too close to him, so she only took up a small area and kept a distance from Alexander.

"Are you afraid of me? Alexander glanced at her faintly, then patted the empty place beside himself. "Sit here."

Florence said with a forced smile. "It's fine. I can just sit here. Thank you for your help, Mr. Logan. Aaaaah!"

Alexander pulled her into his arms and said, "Since you want to thank me, then you need to show some sincerity."

"What?" Florence's mind was blank.

"I, Alexander, have married three wives. You are the first one to escape the marriage. What do you think we can do with it?"

As expected, he was here to get even with her. Florence calmed down and answered, "Mr. Logan, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Uh? Do you want to marry me?"

"Mr. Logan, this is the first time I have met with you. The prerequisite for marriage is that two people should have feelings for each other. I..."

"Relationship can be nurtured."

Florence was dumb. His face was disfigured so severely. Even if she thought highly of the beauty of the soul, she couldn't nurture the relationships with him.

"Mr. Logan, nothing forcibly done is going to be agreeable"

Florence was so scared that her soul was almost gone. She didn't want to be the fourth person to be tortured to death.

"Besides, I have a boyfriend. Mr. Logan, you are not devoid of women, so you won't make things difficult for a woman like me, right?"

"I like to let something forcibly to be done." Alexander pinched Florence's chin and snorted coldly, "Who is your boyfriend, I'll find someone to make him crippled."

He was really cruel.

Before, Florence thought that the he was a good person. It seemed that the conclusion was made too early.

In order to make him give up such an idea, Florence looked like that she took death calmly and said, "If you want to hurt him, then step on my corpse."

These words shocked Alexander. How could Florence defend her boyfriend like this?

Seeing that Alexander didn't say a word, Florence continued, "I really love my boyfriend, stop thinking about separating us."

Alexander stared at Florence for a few seconds, and then suddenly released her.

When she was free, Florence secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and she quickly sat back to where she sat at first.

"You love him very much?" Alexander asked.

Florence was trying to get rid of him and blurted out, "I won't marry anyone but him."

As for the question of whether to marry him or not, Florence hadn't thought about it.

The corner of Alexander's mouth unconsciously raised an imperceptible arc and he asked, "What do you see in him?"

"Everything." Florence was afraid that Alexander would mistaken that she disliked him because he was a lame with a disfigured face, so she added, "Love is blind. My boyfriend is very ordinary, and he is incomparable with you, but I am just in love with him."

The smile on Alexander's face deepened.

The car moved forward steadily and soon arrived at the community where Florence lived.

Florence was puzzled and asked, "Mr. Logan, how do you know that I live here?"

She didn't tell him where she lived.

Alexander's tone was cold and he replied, "It's not difficult for me to know a thing."

Florence didn't doubt him. With the power of the Logan family, it was so easy for him to know where she lived.

After getting out of the car, Florence walked faster than a rabbit.

Watching Florence's receding figure in the car, a smile was shown on Alexander's eyes.

Easton was shocked and he even thought he just saw it wrong.

Did his boss smile?

"Go back to the Logans' mansion." Alexander retracted his gaze, and gave an order in a light voice.

"Yes." Easton had been with Alexander for many years and never asked him anything but just executed the order he gave.

Just after Florence returned to apartment she rental, she received a call from the hospital before she sat down.

Florence rushed to the hospital. There was no one in the ward, and Florence suddenly panicked.

She asked the nurse immediately, "Where is Zachary?"

"He was still in the ward this morning, but we didn't see him in the afternoon, so I hurriedly called you," the nurse answered.

It was getting darker.

Florence was anxious and was about to go out to look for him when she saw a boy of about seventeen or eighteen wearing a loose T-shirt walking over.

The boy was extremely thin and his face was very pale, but he radiated rebelliousness. He was walking in an aggressive way that he wouldn't care anyone.

"Zachary, did you go racing again? You have a heart attack. You turn a deaf ear to my words, right?" Florence grabbed the boy's ear as soon as she came up to him.

The moment the unruly boy saw Florence, he immediately chickened out and said, "Sis, be gentle! It hurts."

Florence didn't use any pressure at all. When she heard he was saying hurt, she let go and said, "Zachary, you can't play with your life. If by any chance, you have any accident when racing."

Zachary suffered from congenital heart disease, so racing was like killing him.

"Sis it's a luck for me to survive to another day." Zachary's eyes showed the bitterness which did not match his age.

He shrugged indifferently. "Rather than waiting to die in the hospital, it's better to live a happy life."

"Zachary." Florence felt very distressed and sorry for him.

Seventeen or eighteen was the best age. His peers were now spending their youth in school, but Zachary was different. He had congenital heart disease and took the hospital as his home. Maybe his life would just stop the next moment.

Zachary was brought back by her mother and had no blood relationship with Florence. She didn't know much about Zachary's ancestry.

But over these years, she had already regarded Zachary as her own brother. Zachary didn't care.

He suddenly saw Florence's swollen face, and restrained his smile and asked, "who did that? Is it the Scott family?"

"No." Florence did not want Zachary to worry about her, and didn't want him to know she had a falling-out with the Scott family because of him.

After all, she was now unable to pay for Zachary's high treatment fees, and Zachary's life depended on Lincoln.

In the past few years, Florence worked very hard hoping that one day she could take Zachary away with her and leave the Scott family completely.

"Sis, for so many years, you dare not to look into my eyes every time you lie." A strange light flashed through Zachary's eyes and he said, "What the Scott family owes you, I will ask for it for you sooner or later."

"Okay, stop talking about those unpleasant things." Florence changed the subject. "How are you doing? Did you feel better?"

"The same as usual. Not the time to die." Zachary looked cynical and it seemed that he had seen through the life and death.

Florence didn't know what else she could say.

Florence left until Zachary took the medicine and fell asleep. It was already ten o'clock at night.

There were few people near the hospital, and there were few cars on the road.

Florence waited at the entrance of the hospital for a while, but she did not catch a cab, so she walked a few hundred meters ahead.

A white van passed by Florence, and the car suddenly stopped. Two people got out of the car. One covered her mouth from behind, and the other raised her foot and took her into the car.