The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

It seemed that Mr. and Mrs. Thompson had raised Isabella

and treated her as their own daughter, but once Isabella saw how wealthy the Lang family was, she turned her back on

them and began to treat them like strangers. It was hard to

imagine how deeply Mr. and Mrs. Thompson were hurt.

In sharp contrast to Isabella, Samantha was so kind and

gentle. "That ingrate doesn't even deserve to be Sammy's servant," Ethan and Mrs. Lang thought.

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even need to think before choosing between them.

"I'll send Mrs. Thompson to the hospital," Jason said to his parents and headed to the front door.

When passing by Isabella, he shot her an icy glare and said,

"Catch up."

With the help of Samantha, Mr. Thompson carried his wife on his back and walked out behind Jason.

Isabella had no intention of staying with the Lang family any longer and strode out as well.

Just before she walked through the door, Samantha

suddenly tripped on her high heels and fell sideways with a sly gleam in her eyes.

"Sammy, watch out!"

Mrs. Lang saw her falling and let out a scream.

Samantha flailed her arms in the air to regain her balance.

Suddenly, a ripping sound was heard.

Isabella's dress was torn open.

Samantha held a large piece of cloth torn off the dress and stared open-mouthed at Isabella's exposed skin.

Suggestive marks were all over the fair and smooth skin, making it not hard to guess what happened last night.

"Miss Thompson, you... Did you..."

Samantha appeared scared and muttered in a daze.

"Sammy, are you okay?"

Mrs. Lang and Ethan scurried to Samantha's side. Jason, who was walking to the door, stopped and turned around to see what had happened.

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine. But Miss Thompson..."

Following Samantha's gaze, everyone from the Lang family

saw the indecent marks on Isabella's skin.

They all opened their eyes wide in disbelief.

Ethan and Mrs. Lang's faces darkened immediately. Mrs. Lang clapped a hand over Samantha's eyes and said, "Don't

look, Sammy. She's dirty."

Samantha buried her head in Mrs. Lang's chest and replied in an embarrassed voice, "Mom, it's all my fault. I sprained my ankle and tore open Miss Thompson's dress.

Otherwise..."

"Sammy, how can you blame her dissolution on yourself? God, she hasn't even graduated from college. How could

she behave like a...'

Mrs. Lang bit back the mean word on the tip of her tongue, but disgust crept over her face when her eyes moved to

Isabella.

Ethan averted his eyes while Jason wrinkled his nose with palpable disgust in his eyes.

Samantha looked up from Mrs. Lang's arms and said, "Mom, let me go upstairs and fetch some clothes for Miss

Thompson. No matter what, I ruined her dress."

After saying that, she turned and walked upstairs.

At this moment, Isabella suddenly opened her mouth. "Wait."

Samantha spun around and looked at Isabella, putting on a confused expression. She expected to see dread and humiliation on Isabella's face after such an embarrassing

incident.

However, Isabella appeared perfectly poised, as if the girl

caught with racy bruises on her body wasn't her.

Samantha slightly widened her eyes and couldn't make head

or tail of Isabella.

"Does she not feel embarrassed and humiliated at all?

"What is she thinking about? Why is she so calm?

"She isn't supposed to look so composed!" Samantha thought.

"Did you just sprain your ankle?" Isabella asked quietly, her

voice a little cold.

"I... I'm fine. I'm so sorry I destroyed your dress, Miss Thompson. Why don't you go upstairs with me and..."

"No need."

Isabella interrupted her and came to a stop in front of her, lifting one foot and stomping it hard on Samantha's foot.

Samantha instantly gave a piercing shriek.

A sharp pain shot up her leg.

Ethan and Mrs. Lang were stunned.

With Mrs. Thompson on his back, Mr. Thompson was

shocked too.

Even Mrs. Thompson, who was in a fake faint, almost. jumped off her husband's back in astonishment.

Jason returned to his senses first and stormed forward, grabbing Isabella by the back of her collar and yanking her backward fiercely.

However, Isabella wouldn't let Samantha go so easily and gripped her sleeve. A battle of pushing and pulling began, and before long, another ripping sound was heard, and Samantha's sleeve was torn off. Being stomped on and then pulled this way and that, Samantha lost her footing and fell down the stairs.

"Ahh!"

She screamed in pain again.

The back of her foot, which Isabella had stepped on with

brutal force, was now swollen.

And she had really sprained her ankle when she fell.

Samantha was in so much pain that she cried on the ground

in an ungainly manner.

"Sammy!"

Mrs. Lang yelped and flung herself at Samantha.

Beside them, Isabella was dragged and thrown aside violently by Jason.

Isabella stumbled a few steps back before narrowly regaining her balance.

She slowly lifted her head, and her lips outlined a surly and

wicked smile.

Her lips tilted up at the corners, and her eyes flickered, giving her both a dangerous and enchanting air.

"I just did you a favor. Now you don't need to make a show

of spraining your ankle!" Isabella said, looking at Samantha's. tear-streaked face.

"You are a lunatic!"

Exasperated, Mrs. Lang cursed in an acerbic voice and

pounced upon Isabella, slapping her hard in the face.

The loud and clear slap echoed in the hall. Mrs. Lang had always been a demure woman and it was the first time she'd hit someone in such a frenzy.

She saw tears welling up in Isabella's eyes when she dropped her hand.

But when she looked again, only apathy was left in those eyes.

Ethan approached Mrs. Lang and gathered her in his arms, whispering something soothing in her ear. Then he looked up at Isabella and said, "If Sammy's foot can't recover fully, you will never be able to live in peace for the rest of your life."

Unfazed, Isabella stared back at Ethan and said calmly, "Really? We'll see about that."

After finishing her words, she swung around on her heel and walked out the door.

No one stopped her.

"You have a reason to be so mad. I exposed your secret, after all. Did you not show up at the hotel yesterday because you were busy getting laid?

"I caught a glimpse of you in the hotel lobby last night. You

were with a man in his fifties, right?" Samantha shouted

from behind.

Isabella's steps faltered, but she didn't turn around.

The Lang family's mansion was up on a hill. To get back. downtown, Isabella had to walk down the meandering road for at least five kilometers.

She strode forward in the torn dress and squared her thin shoulders, not allowing herself to look vulnerable.

Two cars soon appeared behind her. One was driven by

Jason, and the other by the driver to send Samantha and Mr. and Mrs. Thompson to the hospital.

The two cars passed her. The second car stopped and

reversed, and Jason lowered the window, leveling a hard

stare at Isabella.

"The Lang family will never recognize an ingrate like you. I'll only have one sister, and she is Sammy. So if you've ever coveted something that doesn't belong to you, I advise your to give up now. If you dare harm Sammy again, I'll ensure it

ends badly for you."