The Runaway Groom

Chapter 329

Kathy snorted coldly, but James suddenly told her, “You should leave She’ll be coming for you.” Nonetheless, Kathy was feeling conceited just then, especially since Greg was siding with her.

“I’m not afraid,” she said, and walked over to Quincy, gloating in her face “Greg has been calling you a hag, but from where I’m standing, that’s being too kind, because you are a heinous bitch You used me to save your son, but I got nothing for it, and even lost my chastity because of that! This is what you deserve!

As she ranted, she kicked Quincy as hard as she could. “I’ll make sure you lose everything, just you wait! You’re the reason I can’t be with Isaac Jefferson, so I make sure Greg dumps you and ensure that you’re penniless, so that you can wander the streets like a cockroach, trampled by everyone.”

On the other hand, James was well aware of Quincy’s savagery, and Kathy’s ramblings would not end well for Kathy herself.

Even so, he did not stop Kathy–he simply sighed as he watched Kathy do whatever he wanted, seemingly having predicted a gruesome end.

After all, there was no way Quincy would let her live now.

Meanwhile, Kathy was not about to pass on the chance to humiliate Quincy, and though she left after more rants and ramblings, she did not appear satisfied.

This was the first time Quincy had ever felt so humiliated and devastated.

It took her another hour to finally reach Jefferson Manor.

Her tardiness had left Greg impatient, and he was ready to leave when she arrived.

Even Henry was upset as well. “Where have you been? What took you so long?”

Quincy simply trudged along like a zombie and sat on the couch, looking like she had lost her soul while not saying a word in protest.

The sight of her irritated Greg. Having no patience for words as he started to feel actual disgust, he snapped, “Since you can’t accept Kathy, let’s get a divorce.”

Quincy’s lifeless eyes finally moved then, and she held Greg’s gaze. “Her baby isn’t yours…”

“Stop slandering her already. She never once badmouthed you, and I was the one who deflowered her. Who could be the father other than me?” NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

He thought her unreasonable, and it infuriated him whenever she kept standing Kathy.

While he used to think that she was kind and understanding, she was now a despicable green–eyed monster! The very sight of her was irksome!

“The son you raised hit me too, remember? Weren’t you the one who educated him, Quincy?”

Greg was still very much furious that lan punched him.

As a man who valued his dignity, how was he supposed to hold his head high if word got out that his own son beat him up?

“What? lan hit you?!” Henry exclaimed in shock.

Greg promptly pointed at Quincy “She talked him into it.”

Quincy was utterly disenchanted then.

She had dedicated her heart and soul to her family, her husband, and her son…only to get this in return?

Rising to her feet, she said, “We should go home, Greg Henry isn’t young. He needs his rest.”

“You’re only realizing this now? What on earth were you thinking?” Greg growled angrily. “You’re the one who brought this matter to him.”

Henry could not bear to listen to any of it, and simply said, “Go home.”

He was too weak and did not have the strength for this

Greg shot Quincy a glare before leaving.

Quincy remained impassive as she followed.

Although they rode in the same car, Greg felt disgusted just being near Quincy and did not hide the annoyance from his face.

Quincy no longer cared, and suddenly said, “Let’s go home and talk things through. Whether you want a divorce or anything else… I’ll agree to it.”

Greg was actually pleased that she was being agreeable just then, and drove straight home.

After he parked the car in the courtyard, he alighted without a care, heading inside right away without so much as a look at Quincy’s way.

Quincy stood beside the car for a while, watching Greg with a look of conflict.

Soon, it was gone and replaced by calmness.

She had come to understand that Greg only felt disgust towards her now.

There was nothing for her to get sentimental about.

As she entered the living room, she picked up the knife left on a fruit plate and stabbed it squarely on Greg’s back!