“Don't badmouth Yvonne like that. She has no other choice too since she doesn't specialize in anything. Even though Lyle does give her monthly stipends, she's too used to spending all of it. The money is simply not enough for her,” Crystal snapped as she pretended to defend me.
I did not bother entertaining the show that she put up and stood up to leave. However, a woman gripped my hands and demanded, “You filthy slut, apologize to Crystal right now!”
“Yeah, ask your rich coal mine boyfriend to come and get you. Otherwise, we're not going to let you off the hook that easily,” the others chimed in as well.
“I'd like to see who dares to lay a finger on my wife.”
I could never imagine Christopher as a rugged big boss of the coal mining company. Just when I was about to kick the woman away and get away from the scene, Christopher's voice rang in my ears. The man came over with big strides.
His beige overcoat rustled in the gentle wind. Christopher's handsome face glistened in the sunshine, looking like Apollo himself. The corner of his lips curled into a mischievous grin. Meanwhile, his upturned eyes flashed with a cold glint, stumping the woman surrounding me.