Chapter 1994
The atmosphere immediately became tense.
"Okay, both of you stop talking." Renee became helpless and exhausted. She had finally persuaded Joanne to stop being stubborn, but once Quinton appeared... Well, everything returned to how it used to be.
"Get out!" Joanne picked up a pillow and flung it at Quinton fiercely, then jumped out of bed and hurried to the window. "If he doesn't leave, I'll jump!"
"Hey, stop! Let's talk things out!" Renee had to stop Quinton from approaching and prevent Joanne from doing anything stupid, and she couldn't do both at the same time. "Don't worry, I'll get him out of here. I promise I'll stop him from entering this place, and if he does, I won't stop you if you want to leave," Renee said to Joanne, then quickly walked to Quinton and grabbed his arm. "Go out. You're not welcome here."
"I didn't do anything wrong. Why should I go?" Quinton demanded aggressively, not intending to leave. He sneered at Joanne, 'It's been so many years. Is that all you got? The only thing you can threaten me with is hurting yourself? If you hate me so much, why don't you come and fight me? Jumping off a building is nothing; forcing me to jump off the building is much more impressive!"
"How could you!" Joanne stood beside the window, trembling in anger. "I've never met a wicked and crazy man like you. Why did you save me? You should have just let me die. Maybe you can just kill me now, then maybe you might become a normal person!"
"Letting you die is too easy on you. I won't let you die that easily!" Quinton said fiercely, "Seeing you miserable is the only thing that will make me happy. If you don't like it, well... try to kill me."
"Hey, can you two quit it?" Renee's head pounded as she groaned. She felt like she was in the middle of a battlefield, with Quinton and Joanne on either side, constantly launching attacks at each other with Renee taking collateral damage. She finally understood what dramatic meant. In the past, she felt that things between her and Stefan were quite dramatic, but Quinton and Joanne's story was like a period drama. "Just go. You can't stay here. And both of you stop talking about death because you have to live, do you understand?" Then, Renee forcefully pushed Quinton out of the room.
Margaret happened to hear the intense fight in the room and was shocked. "What happened? Why are they behaving like that?"
"Ah, it's a long story. Margaret, please help take care of Ms. Garcia. Leave Quinton to me." Renee sighed. She could only rely on Margaret to help persuade Joanne for now.
"Is that Ms. Joanne Garcia?" Margaret looked into the room and asked carefully.
"Yes, so it's a little complicated... Please talk her into staying."Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.