Madam, Your Ex-Husband Is On Call

Chapter 120 Revenge

Before he could speak, Beatrice's soft and honeyed voice came through the phone, saying, "Christian, when will you come home for dinner? Jake misses his dad. Let's have a family dinner when Jake comes home. Also, last time you promised to marry me in front of Jake..."

Beatrice hadn't even finished her words when Anastasia had already laughed scornfully. She then raised her eyes and fixed her icily mocking gaze on Christian.

Christian's face instantly turned ashen, and he abruptly hung up the phone with a frown.

He quickly explained, "Jake is my older brother Donny's son. I've just brought him back from abroad. He can't speak and doesn't know about Donny's passing. I was only pretending for him..."

But Anastasia angrily interjected, "Christian, you don't need to explain anything to me. I'm not interested in your affairs, and I'd appreciate it if you'd stop faking such deep emotions. It's incredibly hypocritical!" Having spoken her piece coldly, Anastasia glanced toward the door and said, "I want to rest now. Leave."

She didn't even want to spare him another look.

Christian's brows were tightly furrowed, his face tense. He pursed his lips, wanting to say something but realizing that she was unlikely to believe anything he said in her current state of anger.

"Alright, you rest well, and call me if anything happens," he said. After a brief pause, he finally turned and left.

She mused, "Did he just tell me to call him if anything happens? That would probably only make things worse!"

A cold laugh escaped from Anastasia as she calmed herself down. Her gaze darkened as she picked up her phone. "Eleanor, it's me," she said.

Hearing this, Eleanor excitedly rushed to the hospital.

"I couldn't attend the event the other day because something suddenly happened. I can't believe someone used my name to trap you. I'm livid!" she exclaimed.

After Anastasia had changed her outfit, she looked at Eleanor composedly, saying, "It's fine. It was just a scare. The important thing is you're okay."

"Are you sure about this?" Eleanor asked.

Watching Anastasia change her outfit quickly, her eyes reflecting an icy determination, Eleanor asked again, "Should we let someone else to do it?" "No, it's my revenge to take. I'll handle it myself," insisted Anastasia.

Eleanor responded with a nod and said, "Alright, call me if you need anything."

It was evening when Beatrice got a phone call from a director, offering her a role because an actor had suddenly fallen sick.

Beatrice, who was out of work, rejected by her theatre company, and with a damaged public image, didn't want to settle for anything less.

So when she heard about this opportunity, she was extremely excited and agreed.

Yet, once she had hung up the phone, she couldn't shake off a certain uneasiness. She then reached out to Terence to learn more about the director. Upon hearing the director's name, Terence immediately responded, "This director had a falling out with Stellar Entertainment and left on bad terms." After hearing him, Beatrice's worries were eased.

She quickly packed her things and headed to the suburban studio mentioned by the director.

However, when Beatrice reached the location, no one from the film crew was around. She looked at the deserted, abandoned studio, frustrated. Beatrice then tried calling the director but couldn't get through. Just as she was about to turn and leave, the door in front of her was suddenly closed and locked from the outside.

The color instantly drained from Beatrice's face. She sprinted toward the door, pounding in a panic, yelling, "Who's there? Do you have any idea who I am? Christian is my fiancé, and I'm the future lady of the Patterson family. Who dares to mess with me like this?"

Yet, there was utter silence from beyond the door.

Beatrice then had a sudden idea and pulled out her phone and called Christian, saying, "Christian, save me..."

Soon after, someone tossed a lighter in through the only ventilation opening...

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