“Ah—! Cough, cough!”
The moment Violet opened her mouth to shout, she choked on water, hacking violently.
Rivulets streamed down her hair and dripped onto the floor. She lifted her stunned gaze and found herself staring straight at Amelia.
“Amelia, are you out of your mind? You—cough—how dare you throw water at me!”
Amelia’s lips curled into a cold smirk. “Oh, I can do a lot more than that.”
With that, she stepped forward and shoved the bucket down over Violet’s head. Then she slapped the side of the bucket, making Violet’s ears ring so hard her whole skull buzzed.
“Let me remind you: whether Ruby loses a single hair, or I do, I’ll hold you responsible—every single time.”
Amelia kept slapping, one blow after another, until Violet lost her footing and crashed to the wet floor. She sprawled in the puddle, too dizzy and disoriented to get up.
Finally, when her anger had cooled a bit, Amelia turned to go—only for someone to appear beside her, holding out another bucket brimming with water.
Amelia blinked in surprise. It was the waitress who’d bumped into her earlier.
The waitress didn’t say a word, just nudged the bucket forward, making her intention clear: go on, give her another round.
Amelia nodded, took the bucket, and dumped it all over Violet without hesitation.
Violet was already dazed, and now the fresh cascade of icy water sent a painful chill straight through her bones. Her clothes clung to her, soaked, and she shivered uncontrollably.
It took her several moments to catch her breath and muster enough strength to sit up, yanking the bucket off her head.
Amelia was nowhere to be seen now; only the diligent waitress remained, mopping the puddle with professional focus.
“Violet!”
Mogan rushed over and found her sitting in the middle of a watery mess, her face as pale as a sheet. “What happened?”
Still trembling from the cold, Violet tried to gather herself as Mogan hurried to wrap his suit jacket around her shoulders. She took a shaky breath, her eyes red with anger and humiliation. “It was Amelia… She threw water on me—she hit me, too.”
Mogan’s jaw clenched. He looked up at the waitress. “Where’s the person who did this?”


VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Love Me Back (Amelia and Daniel)
How come in every novel I read on here the women don’t tell the men they are the father of their child? I find this ridiculous....