Chapter 788
Even Samuel, who was normally so composed and rarely laughed out loud, couldn’t help but chuckle after hearing the exchange.
He brought a fist to his mouth, trying to regain his composure for a moment before saying, “Lionel, just look at yourself. Why couldn’t you just leave things be? Why did you have to come here asking for a beating and a lecture?”
“Lionel, you must be a masochist, right? If not, I honestly have no idea what’s wrong with you,” Cherry said, taking several deep breaths to force herself to stop laughing.
Otherwise, her cheeks were going to start cramping.
“Lionel, I’ve answered your questions. Is there anything else you’d like to ask?
Hannah looked at Lionel with calm indifference.
Although the handprint on his face was undeniably comical, she was too furious at that moment to find any humor in it.
“Hannah, you…”
“Me what? That I hit you?”
“That I insulted you?”
“That I wouldn’t let you in and answered your questions right here, humiliating you?”
“That I shouldn’t have done that?”
“That I really want to divorce you?”
“That I really don’t care who the leak is?”
Hannah decided to rattle off every possible thing Lionel might say, cutting off all his avenues of argument.
After all, besides those complaints, Hannah couldn’t imagine what else Lionel could possibly have to say.
Cherry, who had just managed to rein in her laughter, completely lost it again at Hannah’s tirade and began laughing uproariously.
Her laughter was laced with mockery, making Lionel feel as if his pride had been utterly crushed under her heel.
Samuel managed to hold back, but his shoulders couldn’t stop shaking with suppressed laughter.
At this point, even the paparazzi hiding in the bushes lost all professional decorum and burst out laughing.
“I honestly never knew Hannah had such a hilarious side to her!”
“I didn’t either! This is priceless! Why is this happening?”
“Incredible. Hannah has blocked his every move. What could Lionel possibly say now?”
“If Lionel can come up with something else to say after this, I’ll call him a genius!”
The paparazzi started openly discussing the scene from their hiding spots.
“This is it, I have to send this footage to HQ right now. Get someone to edit it and push it out. This is pure gold!”
“My performance quota for the year
is basically met thanks to this
couple.
TIK Yout
you When
I get my year-end bonus, I’m sending
Hannah a huge thank-you gift!”
Lionel heard the laughter from the bushes, and his face gradually darkened with
rage. His hands, hanging at his sides, clenched into tight fists.
“Lionel, I’ve told you before. I don’t love you. I hate you. You’re the one who keeps insisting to yourself that I still have feelings for you.”
“You’re the one deluding yourself, thinking that everything I do is to get your
attention, when in reality, everything I do is to divorce you.”
Hannah stared at Lionel, who still looked as if he hadn’t woken up to reality, and enunciated each word clearly.
“I went to the family estate to find you because was afraid you’d intentionally skip the court date, but you twisted it into me having feelings for you, into me being able to sense where you are. If you had just asked your housekeeper when you got home you would have known that only went to the estate *because* I knew you weren’t at the house.”
“But you’re stilHost in your own fantasy, still thinking I’m the same Hannah from three years ago who
was head over heels in love pne
you. You think Floved you so deeply that it’s impossible for me to suddenly say I don’t love you after just a month or two.”