Ex-husband Goes Money Comes by Yvone Zabielski
Ex-Husband Goes Money Comes By Yvone Zabielski Chapter 402

Chapter 402 Kick Her Ass

In front of the dress rack, Max excitedly

showed Viola the dresses she had chosen.

"Viola, I think these dresses all look good. Which one do you think suits me better?”

Viola smiled, “You have to try the clothes on

before you know if they fit.”

“You're right.” Max immediately looked at

the salesgirl. “Take these to the changing

room. I want to try them on.”

"Okay." The salesgirl immediately took the

clothes that Max had carefully picked and

went to the changing room.

Once the salesgirl left, Max held onto Viola's arm again and smiled innocently. She said, “I need to try on the gown. I can't do it

myself. Viola, can you come in with me and help me fasten the buttons?”

Viola didn't say anything. She didn't agree,

but she didn't refuse either.

So, Max made the decision and pulled Viola into the changing room.

When she took off her clothes, Max didn't avoid Viola at all. She didn't even look shy, as if they were really good sisters who had been intimate for many years.

Viola half-leaned against the wall and looked at Max cold. “You didn’t call me here

just to help you pick the clothes. I don't like to talk in a roundabout way. Now we are alone here. You can go straight to the point.”

Max was trying the dress on. Her hands paused for a moment. But she quickly continued her behavior elegantly.

“Since I was nineteen years old, I have been winning awards in showbiz. Viola, have you always wanted to know who is at my back?”

Max said mysteriously, “Actually, it's two people who help me at the same time and give me a lot of power.”

Viola listened quietly and did not say

anything.

As Max put on her high heels, she continued, “You have forgotten what happened when you were fifteen, but I still remember that the first time we met was on the streets. You found me pitiful and cute, so you decided to

adopt me. And I liked you too.

“But I also liked your father and your brothers. I thought if you were gone, then I would be the beloved girl of the McGraw

family.”

Viola furrowed her beautiful eyebrows. Those words were exactly the same as what

she had heard in her nightmares.

sardonic. “Max, outside is my brother who

has loved me for more than 20 years. Why

don't we see who he will care about first

when he comes in?”

Max paused for a second, and she had a bad

feeling keenly.

A few minutes later, Russell heard the noise

and rushed in.

The moment he lifted the curtain and

entered, Viola pushed Max out and fell

backward.

“Viola!”

When he entered, Russell didn't even see

Max, who fell to the ground.

The moment before Viola fell to the ground,

he pulled her into his arms and hugged her

tightly.

Russell had heard the slaps. He immediately checked if there were any injuries on Viola's face. Russell heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Viola's face was still fair and pretty.

Then, he quietly held her right hand and helped her rub her palm, which was red

because of the beating.

When Russell touched her hand, Viola keenly noticed something and looked up at him weirdly.

Russell helped Viola stand well before

turning around to pull Max, who was

miserable, from the ground.

Russell's tone returned to steady and deep as

usual. “What happened? Why did you suddenly start fighting?”

Max immediately shrank into Russell's

arms, covering her bleeding mouth and crying pitifully.

“Russell, Viola said that I stole your love from her and told you that she was the illegitimate daughter of a prisoner. She

wanted to teach me a lesson.”

Russell frowned and looked at Viola. “Viola,

you shouldn't do that. After all, Max is the

youngest kid in the family. You should be

tolerant of her.”

Viola sneered. She opened her bag and took

out banknotes worth about 1,600 dollars.

Then, Viola casually threw the cash in Max's

face.

“I slapped her, and I'll take responsibility.”

After throwing away the money

sarcastically, Viola turned around and left

without looking back.

Then, Russell pinched Max's face, but his

behavior wasn't gentle.

“Let me see. How is your face?” Russell's

words were sweet, but his tone was casual.

“Ouch...”

Max was in pain and frowned. “Russell, be

gentle. It hurts.”

Russell let go of her and said

expressionlessly, “It's okay. Your face is fine. It's just a bit swollen. Apply an ice bag to it

when we go back. It'll be fine after you use.

some ointment to relieve the swelling.”

Max covered her face and began to cry

pitifully again. She said with aggrievance, “Russell, does Viola really hate me so much?

I like her, so I want her to help me pick a

dress. Have I done anything wrong?”

Russell seriously talked to Max.

"Viola is your bigger sister. You should respect her. Regardless of whether you have done anything wrong or not, she hit you, and you should take it humbly. You cannot blame her or complain about her when you go back. Do you understand?”

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