My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)

Chapter 1422

Chapter 1422 Walking Her Like A Dog

Charlotte was capturing the scene of Beatrix falling on the lawn and being embarrassingly dragged by

the golf cart when a figure hurriedly approached, attempting to use his body to stop the vehicle.

Charlotte's expression darkened, then she let the golf cart run into the figure, unbothered.

However, the golf carts at the golf course were equipped with a safety sensor. When the cart detected

an obstacle ahead, even if Charlotte was still stepping on the accelerator, it would automatically lock

and gradually come to a stop.

As soon as the man saw the car come to a stop, he hurried over, intending to pull Charlotte out of the

vehicle. However, her sharp gaze stopped him in his tracks.

He had no choice but to remove the golf cart's key to prevent Charlotte from starting the vehicle again.

The man lifted his head and met Charlotte's sharp gaze once again. He swallowed hard, and in the

end, he didn't say anything. Instead, he went to the back of the golf cart to untie Beatrix.

Beatrix was dizzy after being dragged around the golf course for almost two laps by Charlotte's cart.

Upon seeing Jamison's arrival, Beatrix threw herself onto him, sobbing, “Hubby, Charlotte bullied me!

She made me accompany her to the golf course to play, but she went back on her words. She even

tied me to a golf cart and dragged me around to humiliate me...”

Jamison noticed her shivering from the cold, and her wrists were marked with bloody traces from the

rope. He took off his coat and wrapped it around her, then helped her to her feet.

He looked at the woman standing before him, who was full of herself.

In a form-fitting red golf attire, her lips were vibrant red, and her teeth a dazzling white. She exuded a

confident aura and pride. Her red, loose hair was lifted by the wind, making her look so stunning one

could not look into her eyes.

Charlotte and Genevieve had always been the top beauties of all Jadeborough's socialites, with hardly

any rivals to match them.

Although Beatrix was pretty, she was not a match for Charlotte.

Jamison was momentarily captivated by her beauty, feeling a faint regret in his heart. He couldn't help

but think that if he hadn't chosen Beatrix back then, he would have married Charlotte.

Beatrix saw Jamison lost in thought and clenched her teeth in anger. “Hubby, are you just going to

stand there and watch idly?”

Jamison came to his senses and said to Charlotte, “You should apologize to my wife.”

Upon hearing this, Charlotte looked at him disdainfully. “She crashed my car and refused to pay for it.

She should accept the punishment for losing the game. Why should I apologize to her? Are you out of

your mind?”

“You didn't tell me about the punishment,” Beatrix said menacingly and continued, “I don't need your

apology either. I'll tie you to the golf cart and walk you like a dog, like what you did to me!”

Beatrix was toyed with by Charlotte for so long that she was furious. She couldn't swallow her pride

and didn't care about anything else. All she wanted was to make Charlotte taste the same humiliation.

Jamison said, “Triss, let it go after she apologize to you.”

“Why should I?” Beatrix was already full of resentment, and when Jamison did not take her side, she

exploded, “She's the one treating me like a plaything, and you're still defending her?”

She glared at Jamison with a sneer. “You still have lingering feelings for Charlotte, don't you?”

“No, I don't.”

Charlotte had to add fuel to the fire and make Beatrix feel even worse. “Beatrix, aren't you pitiful? You

stole my fiancé, but his heart isn't with you. That's true. Before you were here, I was his first love. Don't

you know that men have a first-love complex?”

“Well...” she said with a wicked smile, her red lips curled up. “When you two make love, do you think he

ever imagines you as me?”

Beatrix was taken aback and turned her head to look at Jamison.

Seeing Jamison's downcast eyes, it seemed that Charlotte was right. Beatrix was so angry that she felt

like she was going crazy. Like a mad dog, she lunged at Charlotte. “Charlotte, you b*tch, I'm going to This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

kill you!”

Charlotte couldn't dodge in time and watched wide-eyed as Beatrix's sharp nails came at her eyes.