Beyond the Divorce

 Besieged

Her actions completely enraged me, and I slammed the table while shouting, "Don't you dare! I dare any of you to touch her!"

Startled by my furious shout, the guy was completely dumbfounded. Perhaps he didn't expect a woman like me to stand fearlessly against their group.

He glanced at me and then at Kimberly, seeming unsure if they should take action against us.

In truth, my heart was pounding, too.

These guys were all fearless youngsters, clueless about life and death. Given their numbers and the fact that they were all guys, we would be at a disadvantage if they decided to get physical.

However, I couldn't just stand there and watch them humiliate us, especially fearing they might harm Eleanor. That was why I had to put up a strong front, at least in appearance.

Although I knew the principle of not picking fights you can't win, I couldn't accept being openly bullied by these reckless individuals.

Just then, the manager rushed over. "Please calm down, everyone. Let's talk things out calmly and not cause a scene in the restaurant."

Kimberly coldly stared at the manager. "Get lost! Don't get involved in this, or best believe I'll also drag you in."

The manager gulped nervously. "Miss, please don't be like this. If there's an issue, let's discuss it outside. Let's not disturb other diners."

I couldn't help but think that this manager was only concerned about his interests, disregarding the safety of others.

Kimberly wasn't buying it.

She glared at the manager. "I said, get lost. I haven't eaten yet. What meal are you talking about? All of you, scram. If I catch any of you lingering around, don't blame me for not warning you."

Kimberly spoke with authority, presenting herself like a spoiled princess. I was sure this behavior was a habit she developed during her time in Bourdamun.

She glanced at the people in the restaurant and said, "None of you will be eating anything until I have mine."

Then, she looked at the manager. "I told you to leave. Are you deaf?!"

One of the guys reached out, grabbed the manager, and threw him out. He crashed into a table, and the customers gasped, jumping aside. "Kimberly, I'm warn-"I was about to stand up, but the guy next to me forcefully pushed me back into my seat.

Kimberly gritted her teeth and approached me. "Warn me? Really? What the hell are you warning me about? Did you ever think it would come to this when you attacked the Terrell family? 

"Chloe, remember this. From now on, I'll find a way to deal with you every time I see you. I'll make sure you remember. Some people aren't meant to be messed with.

Kimberly maliciously took a step back, allowing a few guys behind her to approach us. All the diners held their breath, understanding their intentions.

A seemingly quiet young woman, ready to leave, picked up her phone from the table.

One of the guys immediately shouted, "Stop right there! If anyone dares to call the cops, I'll mess them up!"

The young girl stopped in her tracks, her face turning pale.

Although I glared at them, I knew they were about to resort to violence.

Just then, a hoarse voice rang out. "Let's see who dares to make a move."

The guys abruptly stopped their actions, turning to look. Through the gap in their midst, I also looked toward the voice.

I never expected the one uttering those words to be Arton. I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that he was here.

He was holding a takeout box, not far from his home, indicating he must have come here to buy some fish.

The guys, seeing only Arton speak up, completely dismissed him. Standing outside the circle, Kimberly also turned to look at Arton.

Seeing that he was alone, she said, "Who the hell are you? Mind your own business. I advise you not to interfere in this matter. Or else, you'll regret it."

Arton walked over with a stern face, looking at the guys with a menacing glare. His eyes emitted a hint of ferocity as he sternly warned, "Back off! Get lost!"

After saying that, he casually handed the takeout box to a nearby waiter.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became tense.