Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher)

Chapter 51

Zachary and Ingrid turned around.

“Angie!”

“A–Angie!”

Both cried out at the same time.

Angeline was extremely pale under the dim hallway light. She was staring fixedly at Ned with bloodshot eyes.

“You pushed Anne?” Her voice was deathly cold and raspy.

“Angie, Ned didn’t mean to! Anne kept pushing Ned, wanting him to look at some photos so Ned just pushed her a little. We were on the sidewalk. None of us expected a car to swerve toward her!” Ingrid hurriedly explained to Angeline.

Ingrid carefully held the latter’s arm. “Ned immediately reached out to grab Anne when the car drove onto the sidewalk, but he didn’t manage to do so in time. He fractured his arm in the process too. He never expected….”

Angeline wasn’t listening to anything Ingrid was saying. The only thing echoing in her mind was Ingrid’s words from earlier that the car wouldn’t have struck Anne if Ned hadn’t pushed her. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Despair and fury consumed Angeline. Tears poured from her eyes as she flung Ingrid’s hand away and stormed up to Ned to slap him on the cheek.

Angeline used all her strength to deliver this slap. It made Ned’s head turn to the side. His

ears buzzed with the force of it as he stood there, stunned.

“Give Anne back to me, Ned Fletcher!” Angeline roared hysterically, hitting Ned with her fists. But the slap from earlier had taken all of her strength. Ned didn’t feel any pain from the strikes at all.

Angeline had broken down completely. She kept on wailing for Ned to return Anne to her.

Pain engulfed Angeline. Anne wouldn’t have stayed behind in Oceanford, gone to find Ned, and gotten into the car accident if it weren’t for Angeline.

Angeline had never regretted loving Ned as much as she was regretting now. If she hadn’t fallen in love with Ned, none of this would’ve happened.

Zachary was about to stop Angeline when Ingrid blocked his way. “Let Angie vent it out!”

Ned stumbled back a little as Angeline struck him with her fists. He was about to erupt from

anger too.

When Ingrid saw how shaky Angeline was, she went up to steady her. “Stop it, Angie…”

Angelina shoved Ingrid’s hands away in a crazed manner, making Ingrid slip on her high heels. Luckily Zachary caught her before she fell.

Angeline fell against the nearby wall too, but she immediately turned to them and screamed, “Get out of here! All of you! Leave!”

Ned’s eyes darkened. Displeased, he grabbed Angeline by the arm and said, “You can hit me all you want, Angeline Emmerson, but don’t you dare touch a hair on Ingrid’s head!”

Ingrid withstood the pain in her ankles and went to restrain Ned. “Don’t treat her like this, Ned! Do you remember what you promised me?”

“Let go of Angie, Ned Fletcher!” Zachary reached out to help Angeline escape Ned’s grasp.

But before he could succeed, a large hand had already held Angeline by the shoulder and pried Ned’s hand away. Ned was then shoved away, stunned.

Sean’s eyes behind his gold–rimmed spectacles were like the dark abyss under the hallway’s dim light. He gazed at Angeline who was still wobbling on her feet in his arms and said, ” You’re the elder sister, Angie. You need to compose yourself now that this has happened.”

Angeline’s legs nearly buckled when she thought of Henrietta.

If Henrietta knew about her mother’s death, she would be so scared!