"Here. Mrs. Grillo has packed up all your necessities left in this villa, and they are all inside this bag. Now I can give all of them back to you. Christine, get ready to take them." Wylie removed the bag with daily necessities from the top of the ghats of the villa to Christine.

Crackling, with a beautiful parabola high in the air, the towels, cups, toothpaste, slippers inside the bag all fell from mid-air, scattered all over the place within a blink. And the toothpaste accidentally hit Christine's forehead, which happened to hit the scarlet wound she had got before.

"Um..." The snow-white gauze dyed red. Christine almost burst into tears in pain.

"And your suitcase, too." Wylie closed the trolley case and kicked it hard. "Bang!" The heavy trolley case rolled down the ghats and bounced off when hitting a stone. The clothes, simple skincare products, and photo frames all rolled out, appearing before Christine's eyes in a mess.

Seeing her necessities scattered all over the ground, Christine felt her tears were about to explode. She fought hard to bear it, her fists clenched, and she felt so bad as if she had a soldering iron pressed on her chest. She bit her lips tightly but still said nothing.

"Get the hell out of this place! Darren and I will get married soon, and he is not someone you can get your hand on. Only a woman like me, Wylie Cage, is worthy of a superior one like him. You are just a tool for Darren." Looking arrogantly at Christine, whose face was already ashen, Wylie had the joy of victory filled her face.

"Wylie Cage, pick up my things!" Seeing the messy items under her feet, Christine bit her lips tightly. She stepped forward and wanted to pull Wylie off the ghats. However, her hand was caught tight by Darren, who happened to come out of the villa at this time, before she could catch Wylie.

"Christine, don't touch my girl, not even her hair, otherwise, don't blame me for not ignoring our past." Darren shook off Christine's hand fiercely, so fiercely that Christine, who was already very thin, was thrown to the ground. The palm of her hand was against the gravel on the ground when she fell, and the sharp stone pierced her palm. A lot of blood oozed out, which was painful.

"Darren, you finally came. Christine bullied me." When Wylie saw Darren, she seemed to see her savior, and immediately pretended to be weak, crying while nestling in Darren's arms to complain.

"Wylie, don't cry. I'm here, and I won't let her lay her finger on you." Darren softly comforted Wylie in his arms, his eyes filled with love and affection.

"Darren, you are so kind." Wylie nestled contentedly in Darren's arms but looked provocatively at Christine, deliberately showing off their affection in front of Christine, as if she was telling Christine that she was the winner.

Christine's eyes were sour, and her heart was like being struck by a dagger when she saw this.

"I didn't bully Wylie," Christine defended herself.

Wylie was the one who bullied her, but the wicked filed a complaint first. She was indeed an actress. Changing faces was just something commonplace to her.

"Christine, don't you quibble. Darren has seen that you wanted to hurt me just now. Would you stop it if Darren didn't come?" Wylie accused Christine angrily, her delicate face full of anger.

"Christine, apologize to Wylie." Darren glared at Christine with anger and ordered Christine to apologize. At this time, Wylie was as precious as the baby in his palm.

"Why? The person who is humiliated is me. She has been making things hard for me." And that was just part of the story. What Wylie had done also caused her mother to become a vegetable, but Darren was still defending Wylie, which made her dignity and affection worthless at this moment. So, why should she apologize?

With her fists clenched, Christine almost roared at Darren. He was too ruthless to her.

"Darren, look at her. She bullied me just now, alright?" Christine didn't want to compromise. Wylie grabbed Darren's arm and shook it, acting like a baby. Today, she's determined to kick Christine completely out of her and Darren.

This time, Wylie even burst into tears, and she looked so pitiful in this way. Darren felt distressed. He stretched out his hand and wiped off the tears on Wylie's face gently, but his face was full of anger, "Christine, hurry to apologize to Wylie!"

Darren was even more unfeeling to her than to a stranger, and that stung Christine hard. The embrace that once belonged to her had now belonged to another woman, and he even protected her dearly. Was this still the Darren she knew?

The sour liquid was welling up in her eyes, but Christine fought hard to prevent her tears from falling. She didn't want to show her fragility at this time. Instead, she wanted to laugh in order not to be despised by this shameless couple! "I didn't do anything wrong, let alone bullying your precious fiancee. She threw my necessities first and got my mother into the hospital. Now my mother is already a vegetable, lying on the hospital bed. She's unable to move, laugh or speak. Even eating is a luxury to her. Now she is a living dead. Do you still think what you had done is worthy of my apology? Darren Wright, Wylie Cage, don't go too far, otherwise, you should be worried that you might be punished by God!" Wylie and Darren went too far that Christine couldn't control her emotions and roared excitedly.