The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 404

On the side of the lotus pond.

Damian couldn't help but explain, "I didn't do it on purpose. It's just a bug. You're so scared that you fell

off yourself. Do you blame me?"

"Do you want to continue to say? Shut up. You did it on purpose. Wait, I won't forgive you." Penelope

was still shouting angrily.

She stood in the muddy lotus pond and was about to climb up when she suddenly thought of

something. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a sinister look and she looked at Damian on the slope,

gritting her teeth.

"You look great up there, don't you? Come down, pull me up."

Although Damian wanted to watch the fun, he wouldn't really ignore her. Even if she didn't say it, he

would pull her up.

Looking at the muddy hands in front of him, he curled his mouth and couldn't help but laugh. He quickly

stopped, coughed slightly, and held Penelope.

Just as he was about to pull her up, he suddenly felt a pull. He was unprepared and standing high, so

he was easily pulled down.

With a plop, not only did he fall, but he fell even more heavily than Penelope.

Penelope fell on her back. He fell on his face. If he hadn't reacted fast enough, his face would have

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"Hahaha..."

Looking at his mess, Penelope suddenly felt her anger vented and laughed loudly and heartily.

Damian was trembling with anger. This dead woman, he really did not expect Penelope to do this. How

resentful!

But Penelope didn't just pull him down. The pond wasn't deep anyway because of the mud below. Even

if people stood there, the water just reached their thighs.

So, Penelope pounced on him suddenly.

"Hmph, bitch, what are you doing?" Damian let out a muffled roar after being pressed by her.

"Oh, what am I doing? I told you, I won't be Penelope if I can't beat you to death. Do you think I am

joking with you?" Penelope pressed him down and punched him mercilessly.

It could be said that the suppressed feeelings that had not been vented in the room just now had all

erupted.

Damian was angry and speechless about her behaviour. Seeing that this woman took it seriously, he

was immediately angry. They started to fight in the mud.

Naturally, Penelope was no match for Damian, but it was impossible for Damian to really attack her, at

most stopping her hands and feet.

But because it was in the mire and Penelope played various tricks like throwing mud, grabbing and

pinching at him, she pounced on him when she had the chance.

Damian was also attacked by her several times. It was really hard to end the fight.

"You crazy woman, stop it. You really think I can't deal with you, don't you?"

"You cheap man, come on. Hit me if you have the ability. I tell you, I can't be provoked easily."

When Derek and the others came here, they saw two mudmen who had been muddled and could not

been told who they were. They beat and scolded each other.

Nora and her son were dumbfounded. It was the first time Derek had seen his assistant like this. He

really didn't know what to say.

"Stop! Why are you fighting?" Nora came back to her senses and stopped them. She almost wanted to

go downhill. Fortunately, Derek stopped her.

It was no fooling matter. If they were to pull the two people in the mire, they would definitely be

involved.

"Don't worry, Penelope won't lose. The lotus pond is not deep and there is no danger. When they get

tired of fighting, they will naturally stop."

Nora: "..." Was it really good to say something like that?

She couldn't help but glare at him, "You shouldn't have let Damian follow Penelope just now. Sure

enough, something happened." She just didn't expect that they would fight so intensely that they all

went to the lotus pond.

Derek couldn't help but touch his nose and mock.

Easton, on the other hand, could not help but clap and his eyes lit up, "Uncle Damian, fighting. Sister

Pen, fighting."

Derek raised his eyebrows and shrugged. His meaning was obvious: look at how calm our son was. He

still had the heart to cheer them on.

Nora: "..." She felt a little tired. She was really speechless to the father and the son.

Fighting in the mud was much more tiring than fighting on land. Penelope was a woman after all, and it

didn't take long for her to exhaust her strength. Damian was also troubled by her.

They lay in the mud and finally separated. Nora sighed with relief, "Come on up."

Penelope had successfully taught him a lesson and her goal was achieved. She didn't bother to pester

him. So she crawled toward the shore herself.

Damian went up after she had went up. He was really afraid of this woman. She was not a woman. She

was a freak.

This time, the ingredients could only be prepared by Derek, Nora and Easton. Penelope and Damian

each headed to the hotel room and had to take a good bath. They had never been so dirty in their lives.

An hour later, they finished washing at about the same speed. Their rooms were on the same floor, so

once they went out, they met again.

When Penelope saw his sullen face, and the key was that there was a band-aid at the corner of his

eye, she was so happy that she laughed in a good mood.

"Oh, what's wrong with your face? It's scratched, isn't it? Tsk tsk, it's not that good-looking, but it's even

uglier. Haha."

Damian was so angry that he almost spat out blood. She didn't just scratch his face. It didn't know how

many wounds on his body were made by this woman.

"What, are you so proud of yourself? If I hadn't tolerated you, do you think you'd be fine now?" He

gritted his teeth and glared at her.

She blinked, thought about it, looked him up and down, and shook her head, "Since ancient times, men

who beat women are all brutes. So, men who are no match for women are worse than brutes."

"Then what kind... do you belong to?" Penelope seemed to be thinking.

Damn, Damian couldn't help but curse. This dead woman really needed to be dealt with.

Penelope sneered after seeing this, "Tell me, which kind do you belong to? It doesn't matter if you say it

or not. You do belong to both kinds, hahaha..."

Leaving behind an arrogant laugh, the woman swaggered off. Damian stood there and took deep

breath, afraid that he might strangle her out of anger.

In the afternoon, the barbecue grills and different kinds of ingredients had been set up on the lawn by

some people. And there were also all kinds of unfrozen fish, shrimp, and crabs. There was everything

that one expected to find. The ingredients were very abundant.

When they saw Penelope and Damian coming one after another, especially when they saw the marks

on Damian's face, their expressions were very subtle.

Nora felt a little sorry for Damian because Penelope was brought by her. But she caused so much

"harm" to Damian within half a day.

Afraid that Penelope and Damian would meet each other again, Nora purposely asked someone to set

up four barbecue grills according to the number of people. They were enough for every one to use a

separate one. Penelope was in a good mood and found everything satisfactory.