This Time, I Will Get My Divorce, Mr novel Chapter 225

Jean was no match against Sonia, who had a weapon in her hands. The visitor was soon wailing and crying as she tried her best to dodge Sonia’s attacks. Sonia didn’t show any sympathy for Jean’s cries. Instead, she began to smack Jean even harder than before. It seemed as if Sonia wanted to release all of the resentment that she felt from the suffering that Jean had caused her in the past six years.

Sonia wore a cold smirk on her face as she struck Jean. “What’s the big deal about me hitting you? Are there any rules that say that I can’t do that? Do you think you’re still my mother-in-law? You’re nothing to me right now. You’re just a crazy woman that I’d like to beat up.”

“You… You…” Jean was shaking with anger. The moment she stayed still, Sonia struck Jean with her feather duster again, and Jean jumped behind because of the pain she felt.

In the end, Jean was too frightened to continue the fight; she simply cried and begged for Sonia to stop. Sonia was rather exhausted from the beating too, but she felt relatively satisfied when she saw how much of a mess Jean was in. Sonia knew her limits—she knew that she couldn’t hit Jean for much longer. Thus, Sonia stopped in the end before she leaned against the shoe rack to catch her breath.

Jean was shocked. I didn’t know that Sonia is such an aggressive person. She even dares to hit me now! Jean was starting to regret her decision to confront Sonia. At that moment, the elevator doors opened with a ‘ding’. Tyler walked out, and his eyes lit up when he saw Sonia and Jean standing at the front door. “Sonia! Mom!” he called excitedly. Sonia glanced at him indifferently; she couldn’t even be bothered to greet him.

On the other hand, Jean was extremely displeased by his actions. He’s my son, and he chose to greet Sonia before greeting me. I can’t believe he greeted that b*tch first! I’m so annoyed.

“Mom, didn’t I tell you not to come over? You—” Tyler was halfway through his sentence when he finally realized that there was something odd about Jean. “What happened to your face, Mom? Why is it swollen?” he asked in surprise.

Jean’s expression was twisted with anger as she answered his question. “She hit me, of course. She didn’t just hit my face; she even used a feather duster against me. Look at all the injuries on me!” She rolled her sleeves up to show the marks on her arms. The red streaks were a shocking sight to the eyes.

A look of disbelief appeared on Tyler’s face as he turned to glare at the woman who was resting her body against the shoe rack. “Did you really… hit my mother?” he asked with his eyes widened.

“What do you mean by ‘really hit’ me? She hit me! That’s the only answer you need!” Jean spoke up in a displeased tone before Sonia could reply at all.

Meanwhile, Tyler ignored Jean’s voice as he continued to fix his eyes on Sonia. “Why did you hit my mom, Sonia?”

Sonia played with her nails for a while before she responded in an icy tone. “Why? Is there a rule that says that I’m not allowed to fight back when your mother hits me?”

“Fight back?” Tyler was stunned for a moment, but he quickly turned to Jean. “Were you the one to start the fight, Mom?”

A hint of uneasiness flashed across Jean’s eyes before she retorted loudly, “So what if I was the one who started hitting her first? She was the one who turned your brother this way. How could I not hit her? Furthermore, I only slapped her once, but she returned the slap and hit me—more than ten times—with the feather duster. This isn’t over. I need to make a police report to sue her for assault and battery.” She pointed straight at Sonia’s nose.

Upon hearing this, Tyler got rather anxious. “Hurry up and apologize to my mother, Sonia.” He didn’t want Sonia to get into jail.

Sonia stared at Tyler with question marks floating all over her head. “Have you lost it? Why should I apologize to your mother?”

“I’m just worried that my mother might sue you if you don’t say sorry now. If that happens, then you’d have to…” Tyler’s voice faded off while he stomped his foot against the ground.

“Oh. So you’re worried about me. Is that it?” Sonia raised an eyebrow as she teased the younger boy.

Blood rushed up into Tyler’s cheeks as he hastily looked away. “I… I’m not worried about you. Just apologize to my mother before she calls the police.”

Sonia crossed her arms in front of her as she let out a scoff. “Do you think your mother would let me go so easily if I just give her an apology?”