My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball

Chapter 1828 It's My Fault

Andrea's hand was tightly grasped.

Alistair's eyes seemed to shoot fire as he roared angrily. "Andrea, what are you doing?"

"Sl*t! Scumbag! Cheaters!" Andrea was not afraid. Her eyes were full of hatred.

She cursed angrily and looked at the young woman, wishing she could strangle her to death.

There was a crisp sound.

Alistair slapped Andrea hard.

"Are you nuts? She's my sister." Alistair gritted his teeth and shouted coldly.

He immediately looked at his sister Beatrice.

Beatrice covered her face. She had never been slapped in her life. The pain caused her to tear, and she stared blankly at the drunken Andrea.

"Brother, is this your… girlfriend?" Beatrice's eyes reflected deep disgust.

Andrea was stunned by the slap and also by Alistair's statement. NôvelDrama.Org holds this content.

She completely sobered up. She froze in place, unable to speak for a long time.

Alistair brought his sister into the villa, coaxed her gently, and put some ointment to soothe her face.

‘That woman is his sister?

‘Upon closer look, they did have similar eyes!’

Andrea suddenly felt weak all over as she fell limply to the ground.

"Brother, what’s up with all this luggage? Is it your girlfriend's? Wow, she’s so ‘friendly’ to me and gave me a slap during our first meeting. If Mom and Dad find out, this girlfriend of yours can forget about entering our door!"

Beatrice came to Coast City under her brother’s arrangement in order to help him take care of the future business expansion.

If Beatrice had not run into that handsome guy on the bridge by chance tonight, her mood now would definitely be more irritable.

"I'll make her apologize to you for sure! She wasn't aware and thought I was with another woman. Isn't it normal for girlfriends to react like this?" Alistair comforted her by saying everything he could.

Finally, Beatrice gave her brother a license plate number.

"Brother, if you help me investigate this license plate number as soon as possible, I won't be angry with you. However, I'm still very angry with your girlfriend!"

Alistair readily agreed. Investigating a license plate was really easy.

"This car hit your car? Like a hit and run? You can just call the police. However, it's not impossible for us to settle this in private."

When Alistair went to pick up his sister, he saw that the front of the car was damaged. Now, he was being asked to investigate the license plate, so it must be to investigate the person involved in the crash.

"No, no, don't get me wrong. I’m not like your girlfriend, who just does things mindlessly. As I said, just find out the owner of this license plate for me. You don't need to worry about the rest. I crashed the other party's car. I just want to pay for the damages!"

Beatrice kept quiet for a while. She was slapped for nothing. If her brother misunderstood, he might just ruin her chance at love.

Now that his sister's mood had stabilized, Alistair walked out of the villa with a cold face. He saw Andrea who was sobbing in the courtyard.

As he walked over, Andrea slowly raised her head with tears in her eyes.

"Drunk, delirious, and assault. My sister and I both got slapped, but we only slapped you back once. How do you feel? Do you feel wronged?" His face was gloomy, and his eyes were cold.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I didn't ask and hit her right off the bat. It's my fault... Please forgive me."

Andrea kept begging for mercy in an extremely humble tone as she watched the man's expression change.

In the end, Alistair shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand, and pulled her up.