Chapter 212 Orange Juice Splashed Down on Brittany
Isabella remained seated, "I can afford to miss this meal. Also... did Brittany ever say she wanted to talk to you?"
Nicole's face changed slightly, "I respect you as Mrs. Lawrence, and I'm speaking to you politely. Mrs. Lawrence, one should know when to back down."
She smiled, "What if I don't want to back down?"
Sebastian watched them, picked up his phone from the table, and quickly dialed Joshua's number, "Get here now; something's happened."
"What happened?"
"Nicole is here."
His words were simple and to the point. On the other end of the phone, Joshua's breathing became erratic. He didn't have time to say anything else and just hung up the call.
Sebastian quickly stood up and strode over, positioning himself directly in front of Isabella.
His sudden appearance startled Nicole; she hadn't expected him to be there.
"M...Mr. Lawrence," Nicole managed a forced smile, "So you're here too."
Sebastian frowned slightly, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for Brittany," she answered, "Mr. Lawrence, women's issues are not something you'd care to get involved with, right? Could you please take Mrs. Lawrence away? Brittany and I would like to have a private chat."
Indeed, Sebastian wasn't one to meddle in women's affairs, especially when it didn't concern his woman. All he cared about was ensuring Isabella’s safety.
He didn't know how long it would take for Joshua to get here, but he hoped it would be soon.
Sebastian looked down at Isabella, "Shall we go?"
"No," Isabella replied, "Why should I leave? I've only eaten half of my meal; I'm not full yet."
Nicole was already angry, and she was only holding back out of respect for Sebastian. But Isabella's continuous defiance and her attempt to protect Brittany were making her even more upset.
However, she decided to ignore it, no one else needed to be involved.
Her only target... was Brittany.
So, Nicole intentionally said, "I was going to save you some face, Brittany, so Mr. Lawrence and Mrs. Lawrence wouldn't witness your embarrassment. But I've done my best, so be it."
"What exactly do you want to do?"
"Do?" Nicole scoffed, suddenly raising her voice sharply, "Are you enjoying being the other woman? Huh?"
The surrounding customers gasped.
Was this a wife confronting her husband's mistress?
Brittany responded, "What are you talking about, Nicole? You're making baseless accusations; don't make a scene here!"
She fired back, but Brittany was feeling guilty.
Joshua had pushed her to this point; she had no self-respect left.
It would be better for her to leave first. If things got out of hand, it wouldn't benefit her.
Nicole was very fond of Joshua; she wouldn't let this go easily. In the end, the one who would be embarrassed would be herself.
"You still won't admit it?" Nicole pointed at Brittany's nose, "You’re shameless enough to do it, but you don't have the courage to admit it? You just put on a high and mighty act in front of others. In reality... you're just a vixen!"
Brittany couldn't stand it any longer; she stood up, ready to leave.
Nicole wouldn't let her go so easily, "Where are you going?"
"Get out of my way."
"I won't!" Nicole's voice got louder, "Come on, everyone, take a good look. This is the woman who seduced my husband. Make sure you get a good look at this face..."
Brittany's face turned red with anger, "Nicole! Since when was Joshua your husband?"
"Oh, what do you mean? Are you trying to say that because we're not officially married, you can seduce him?"
Nicole's words were harsh, and Brittany didn't want to listen any longer. She pushed Nicole aside, intending to leave immediately.
She couldn't stand the strange looks from the people around her, the whispers, and the pointing fingers.
Brittany had always been a person who cared about her reputation, but now, it was being trampled on by Joshua and Nicole!
Unluckily, her push was a bit too strong.
Because she was in a hurry to leave, she didn't control her strength.
Nicole, wearing high heels, staggered back a few steps, and her waist hit the table behind her, causing a clatter.
Brittany turned around and left.
Isabella initially wanted to help, but Sebastian stood in front of her, protecting her, but also blocking her.
Now that Brittany had pushed Nicole away and could leave, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as she was beginning to relax, things got even worse.
"Stop right there, Brittany!" Nicole steadied herself, stood upright, and shouted, "If you leave, you're admitting guilt!"
Brittany halted.
For the first time in her entire life, she was being subjected to such humiliation.
She didn't turn around; she didn't dare face Nicole's aggressive questioning, let alone the expressions on Sebastian and Isabella's faces.
Nicole glanced aside and grabbed a cup from the table, filled with freshly squeezed orange juice.
She strode over, "Brittany, you're still trying to take Joshua from me, huh? You have no chance! It will never happen!"
With that, she threw the orange juice from the cup over Brittany's head.
The light-yellow liquid dripped down Brittany's hair, a profound humiliation.
Brittany closed her eyes as her face, clothes, and hands got covered in orange juice.
Seeing this, Isabella felt a pang in her heart and wanted to step forward, but Sebastian stopped her, "Don't go over there."
"Should I just stand here and watch Brittany being bullied?"
Sebastian slightly lifted his chin, "He's here."
"He? Who?"
Isabella was confused and anxious, not understanding why Brittany wanted to leave.
Shouldn't she be defending herself?
Why should she let Nicole rant and spread rumors about her?
"Joshua," Sebastian said, "He's here."
Isabella looked up and sure enough, Joshua was rushing over.
Brittany stood with her eyes closed, and her hands hanging at her sides. She clenched her hands into fists so tightly that her nails were almost digging into her flesh.
Suddenly, a familiar, anxious male voice sounded in her ear, "Brittany!"
She opened her eyes to see Joshua, close at hand.
His eyes were full of concern; he didn’t intend to hide it at all.
Brittany smiled, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
"I'm sorry... I'm late..."
"All this," she said in a low, soft voice, "is thanks to you, Joshua. You did this to me."
He pursed his lips tightly and put his hands on her shoulders.
Disregarding the mess, he took out a tissue from his pocket and began to wipe the remaining juice from her face.
But Brittany swatted his hand away, "Why bother pretending? Nicole threw this juice at me. But why she threw it at me, you know best."
Joshua's hand paused, and he slowly withdrew it.
He looked at Nicole.
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