the car

Book:Married To My Mother's Fiance Published:2025-4-15

KATALINA
“… ”
Green-eyed turned around and glared at her friends. The one who spoke realized what she had done and hurriedly backed away with her hands over her mouth.
“Oh my god. I am sorry. I didn’t mean to say that ” The fear in her eyes was chilling.
Seeing this, I realized something. This green-eyed girl must be terrifying. I should get rid of her as soon as possible.
“Look, girl. I don’t want any trouble. The last girl who tried to get bitchy with me ended up in a wheelchair. Unless you want to go down that path, I will advise that you back off now. Huracio doesn’t play with me.”
“What? Are you threatening me?” She sniggered. “Don’t be so confident. You have been married for just three months, yet almost every day I spend the night at your house fucking your husband while you snore away.” She rocked with confidence, her voice dripping with mockery.
“You were at my house? Lies!” I yelled at her, losing my composure for the first time. How could she be at the house and I didn’t know about it?
“He might come back to your bed every night, but I am the only one giving him what he needs.”Hehehe.” She seductively ran her hands over her torso, twisting like a snake. “So, don’t threaten me because I know he prefers this to that.” She gave my body a pointed look filled with disdain.
“…”
Okay. That got to me. I was livid. I could see my hands grabbing her hair and smashing her face in the mirror. Taking a deep breath, I suppressed the urge to attack and glared at her.
“Get out of my way,” I grunted, barely containing my rage.
“Nope. You leave when I am done.” She got all stern and authoritative again.
Raising my brows at her, I chuckled in anger. The situation reminded me of a school restroom situation where Emilia was cornered. Her attackers thought she was easy, but they had a wake-up call. By the end of that day, she ended up with a three-day suspension, but those girls stayed the hell out of her way. Seemed that I would have to take the highway and show these girls what bullying really looks like.
“If you don’t make way, I will walk all over you,” I warned in a stern voice.
“What did you say?” She squinted her eyes in annoyance.
“I don’t like repeating myself.” I sniggered. B
“I would like to see you try!”
Green-eyed sneered loudly. She raised her hand and was going to push me. The threat I thought would spook her and restrict her only escalated the situation.
Sighing, I caught her hands and pushed her backward.
“Don’t touch me with those dirty hands.” I glared at her, spontaneously burying my foot in her stomach.
“Argh!” She shouted as she staggered backward, crashing into her unsuspecting friends.
I grabbed my bag and swatted her face with it, wanking her twice.
Her friends were so shocked that they just stood frozen while she was beaten.
“You bitch, I will kill you?” She shouted, but I was too fast. Before all of them could come back to their senses, I kicked her into their hands, instantly bulldozing them into a heap. One of her hands landed near my legs as she was struggling to detangle herself from the heap. With a cold smile, I stepped on her hand.
She screamed.
But I didn’t stop. Something in my head kept urging me to keep hitting her. I wanted her in pain, so much so that I almost stepped on her face.
Fortunately for her, the door suddenly opened. And a small, black head poked in
“What’s going on? Are you doing?… You!”
Seeing that her friends were the ones on the ground and scared out of their wits, the girl gawked at me in shock.
Just like I suspected, a girl was outside the door, standing guard. That was why we spoke for so long and nobody came in to use the toilet.
Before she could even finish, I wanked her pretty face with my bag.
“Argh!” She screamed and quickly closed the door.
I opened it and walked out. Getting outside, I found a small crowd of curious people. We weren’t so quiet while talking, and our voices attracted them. Ignoring their stares, I watched as the girl had just escaped and put a good distance between herself and the toilet. Her friends were still inside and the green-eyed was trying to open the door, but I had the knob in my hand and she couldn’t use it.
This scene was just like I was back in high school.
“What are you looking at?” I glared at a group of girls. They all blushed and looked away.
Typical.
I snorted, released the door, and started walking away with my chin up. I was expecting Green-eyed to rush me from behind. I was ready to send her to the ER with a dislocated arm.
The door opened and Green-eyed came out. She was probably not expecting such a crowd. The moment she saw them, she gasped, stepped back into the toilet, and slammed the door shut.
Shaking my head, I chuckled and kept walking.
I can’t believe such a person knows the meaning of shame.
Getting back to my car, I immediately asked Stone to take me home.
From the moment the Green-eyed girl confronted me until I left, my chest was in pain. It was like someone used some tiny but strong thread to tie my ribs and my heart together.
The moment I got into the car, my body, no matter how I tried to control it, refused to comply. I started shivering as my thoughts ran wild. Not only was Huracio cheating on Mum throughout their relationship, but he continued after our marriage.
There wasn’t a night when he didn’t touch me. But once he tucks me in bed, he would leave for his sturdy. At least that was what he told me.
The girl said he came to her every night. Meaning she was within reach.
I tried to remember all our neighbors, only to realize that I knew none of them.