Bullied and Dumped, But She Won in the End (Adriana) novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33: We’re Even Now

Matthew didn’t open the door immediately. Instead, he halted Adriana in her tracks and reluctantly agreed not to force her into marrying anyone. On top of that, he casually offered her a staggering 30 million.

Generous, wasn’t it?

But to Adriana, the sum felt absurd—after all, Matthew would easily spend that much on a single handbag for Natasha.

Life suddenly seemed like a cruel joke to her.

When she was nineteen, she didn’t need millions to be happy. A simple cake worth thirty dollars and a modest bouquet could fill her with such joy that she’d lie awake all night, smiling.

Now, at twenty-three, the idea of 30 million sounded utterly ridiculous.

“Matthew.” Natasha’s voice came sharply from outside the door, her patience clearly wearing thin.

With no other option, Matthew finally opened it.

“Matthew…” Natasha forced a tight smile the moment the door swung open, trying to maintain her composure in front of the curious onlookers. “How did the conversation with Anna go? Is she willing to give Jimmy a chance?”

Jimmy snorted dismissively, still clearly reluctant. “Ms. Jones? Given her situation, I need to investigate further. If she wants to marry me, she should get tested for STDs first. Who knows what she might be carrying?”

Adriana’s voice rang out, loud enough for everyone to hear. “I think Mr. Langford would be the best judge of whether I have any STDs. After all, he’s the only man I’ve ever been with. And when he convinced me to sleep with him, he said he wanted to date me.”

Her gaze locked onto Matthew’s, demanding an answer.

Back then, when she was still innocent and naive, she had quietly asked him after their night together, “Are we together?” He had said yes…

Matthew’s expression darkened instantly, his brow furrowing as he silently warned her to stop talking.

“When we were dating, Ms. Jones was still overseas, living with some foreign man as his wife. So technically, she was the one who came between us.” Adriana caught the change in Natasha’s face—her expression growing more strained by the second—and decided to lay it all out. “Oh, and by the way, your fiancé just offered to ‘keep’ me for 30 million a year. Said I wouldn’t have to marry anyone if I became his mistress.”

“Adriana!” Matthew’s voice was sharp with anger. She was behaving like a woman on the edge of losing control, nothing like the composed, considerate girl he once knew.

Natasha’s hands trembled with fury. Her eyes blazed with rage as she swung her arm, aiming to strike Adriana.

But Adriana caught her wrist effortlessly. Then, in front of Matthew and the stunned crowd, she slapped Natasha across the face.

Adriana held onto Curtis’s promise to rebuild the orphanage tightly in her heart.

Her greatest fear had vanished. She was just an orphan, after all, with nothing left to lose—already at rock bottom.

The entire room froze, eyes wide with shock. Natasha stared at her in disbelief.

Did she just slap me?

That orphan? The girl no one dared to touch?

Natasha laughed bitterly, clutching her cheek as she turned to Matthew in stunned silence.

Matthew himself was taken aback.

He had known Adriana for four years and had never once seen her hit anyone. Even when she was bullied, she never fought back.

Back in freshman year, when Mia and Rufus shoved her head into a toilet, she didn’t resist at all.

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