After Divorce

Chapter 76 Don’t Go Too FarContent held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Tears streamed uncontrollably down Bonnie’s face; she had never imagined that Sylvia could be so ruthless. She knew well the substance she had prepared–all too well. She had effects made her panic internally; she didn’t need to think hard to know the pain she would endure. All she wanted was for Sylvia to be ruined, not for her own downfall. She struggled fiercely, but it was to no avail. The men she recognized, whom she had sent to deal with Sylvia, now turned against her.

intended it for Sylvia, not herself, and the thought of suffering It

“Do you know how close I came to death because of you? How dare you touch his woman; you deserve what’s coming to you!” As they spoke, they ignored her resistance and dragged her into the room prepared for Sylvia.

Bonnie shivered from head to toe, suddenly fearing that the fate she had consigned to Sylvia would now be hers. She thrashed with all her might, yet how could she stand against four or five men? They shoved her into the room with ease.

Coughing and clawing at her throat on the ground, Bonnie tried to expel the drink she had been forced to ingest. “Stop struggling. Did you ever think such a thing could happen to you when you planned it for me? This is retribution. Now, enjoy it,” Sylvia watched from above with a cold smile and then walked out, as the men prepared to carry out their part.

“You keep away from me, stay back!” Bonnie pleaded as the men drew closer, overwhelming her with terror.

As Sylvia walked further away and the men closed in, Bonnie lived the saying about lifting a stone only to drop it on one’s own feet. “Sylvia, you won’t have a good end either! If you do this to me, I will not let

I will not let you off!”

Stopping at the door, Sylvia turned at the sound of Bonnie’s voice. Bonnie glared at her.” You’ll never win back my brother’s heart by doing this. He doesn’t care about you!”

“You deserve to be dumped by my brother. Did you think marrying him would make it all better? Because of your actions, you two will be finished!”

Sylvia couldn’t help but laugh. “You’ve got it all wrong. First off, I don’t want your brother. Secondly, a man who can’t manage his own affairs and wavers in love isn’t worth my time. If we’re apart, that would make me happy. As for letting me off, let’s see if I let you off.”

Sylvia then instructed the men, “Don’t waste any more time. Whatever she wanted you to do to me,

do it to her instead.”

With those last words, Sylvia exited, leaving the screams of Bonnie cut off by the closed

door.

Just a few steps after leaving, Sylvia’s wrist was abruptly grabbed. Turning her head impatiently, she saw that it was Cyril and Jonathan holding her back. Jonathan didn’t really understand why he was there, just following behind Cyril, but he sensed something off about the room Sylvia had exited- had he not been mistaken, he thought he heard Bonnie’s screams coming from inside. 

“You might be going a bit too far with this,” Cyril said, gripping Sylvia’s wrist firmly, his voice trembling with disbelief at her ruthlessness.

Sylvia met Cyril’s gaze steadily, as if looking at a stranger, which only increased his discomfort. After a stalemate, Sylvia spoke first. “You seem to have misunderstood. First, I don’t think I’ve gone too far, and second, why would I do anything if it wasn’t for your sister’s actions against me? I’m not as heartless as your sister–to record such videos. I’m merely teaching her a lesson.”

She then turned to Jonathan. “If you’re sincerely worried about me going too far, you should go in and stop it, rather than conversing with me here.”

Confused, Jonathan pieced together that Bonnie had planned something for Sylvia, but Sylvia had turned the tables. “Are you saying Bonnie’s inside? What have you done to her? No wonder we’re not on the same page!”

Annoyed, Jonathan rushed to the door and started ramming it with his shoulder, but the door was too sturdy for him to break open on his own.

Unmoved, Sylvia watched them for a moment before walking away. Whatever would happen next was beyond her control. At least from the beginning, her intention was not to ruin Bonnie utterly; all she wanted was to give her a lesson and make her realize that causing trouble for Sylvia was a bad idea.

As Sylvia drifted further away, Jonathan grew more desperate. “Stop eyeing that woman and help your sister! How could she go so far? And even if Bonnie hasn’t been seriously hurt, what she’s doing to her is wrong!”

Cyril snapped out of his daze at Jonathan’s words, reached the door, and hesitated with his key card in hand.

“What are you hesitating for? She’s your own sister!”

Jonathan snatched the key card from Cyril’s hand, opened the door with a beep, and stormed in. To his surprise, he found Bonnie tied to a chair–her clothes slightly askew, but not overly harmed. The three men who had been loudly playing poker quieted down.

Bonnie’s tears kept falling as she struggled upon hearing them enter. Recognizing Jonathan,

her eyes lit up, and she began to fight her bonds more fiercely.

The scene was not as Jonathan had imagined. He was taken aback momentarily, then he hurried over to untie Bonnie. “Don’t be afraid, I’m here with your brother. We won’t let you be hurt. I’ll make him find Sylvia; she went too far. How could she treat you like this?“. 

Bonnie, sobbing, nodded vigorously. She had been so frightened by the men that she couldn’t even form a coherent sentence. 

Cyril entered the room quietly after Jonathan, slowly taking in the sight before him, his gaze finally resting on the three men continuing their card game.