The Untouchable Ex-Wife

Chapter 1985

"Enough!" Joanne's eyes filled with tears as she said to Quinton reluctantly, "Let her go. I'll go with you."

"You're being stupid again, Quinton scoffed. "This woman harmed you. If you were smart, you'd let me ruin her face so she would never bully you again... but you want to save her. You're even willingly putting yourself in danger for her. After all these years, how can you still be so stupid? His expression was complicated as he spoke, and it was hard to tell if he was disappointed in her or just teasing.

Joanne's hatred for Quinton burned in her, and she couldn't fathom how someone so cruel existed. "Cut the crap! Didn't you want to take revenge on me? Hurry up and do it! Also, I don't care about what you do to her; she's a stranger to me."

"Yeah, she's right!" Cina's voice was shaky as she blurted out, "I was only hired this year, so didn't have much to do with Joanne. We're not even close. If you ruin my face, it won't affect her at all...

After a brief pause, Quinton shoved Gina away. "Get lost!"

Cina immediately ran off, following the other parents. Finally, only Joanne was left with Quinton.

Quinton smiled in satisfaction, looking like a hunter who had just trapped his prey. "Welcome back to hell, my little bird. I told you-you can never escape me."

"Is that so?" Joanne looked at Quinton and smiled bitterly. "Yeah, I guess I can't escape from you. I stupidly thought I could lead a normal life like everyone else. I teach the Cienna language here, and I taught the kids to work with alphabets and words. I taught them how to write essays and told them about moral values. It was like teaching my past self. I wanted to live again... I thought I could."Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Quinton's face grew colder. "Why are you telling me this?" He hoped he would be able to control her again, but it sounded like was getting further from him when she spoke about her new life.

"Of course you wouldn't know. You're just an emotionless robot who doesn't even know how to live." Joanne walked up to Quinton and touched his face sympathetically. "You know what? I pity you more than I hate you. We grew up in the same family, so I know why you're like this. You never felt love, so you don't know how to love. You've never lived a normal life before, so you can't understand what I'm saying. Taking out your anger on me is the only way you feel alive, isn't it? How pathetic." Joanne had grown up with Quinton, so no one knew him more than she did. She knew he refused to let her go because he wanted to feel significant, like he was a normal human being with emotions. It was pathetic.

"Shut up!' Quinton snarled, enraged. "You think you're that important to me? You think you know me so well?"