Torn Between Love and Hate

Chapter 59

Joseph reacted quickly, kicking the chair he was sitting on, causing it to crash into the wall before

falling to the ground

His left hand moved to the side, avoiding Ashton’s hand.

Ashton was determined to beat up Joseph today, using this as an excuse.

He couldn’t let go of the fact that Joseph had slept with Deborah last time.

But as soon as he grabbed Joseph’s hand, he noticed the scar on Joseph’s left wrist.

Joseph didn’t feel well recently, and the night before he had a strange dream for no apparent reason.

So he woke up feeling very annoyed this moming and went straight to the hospital.

Ashton’s face immediately turned unnatural upon seeing the scar. He suddenly stopped.

Joseph punched him in the face without hesitation.

He didn’t care that Ashton had suddenly become stupid. Seeing his fist land successfully, he continued

to swing another punch.

Ashton took a few hits and stumbled back several steps, before Jeff quickly stepped forward and

stopped Joseph.

Joseph sneered, “What’s going on today? Did you not get enough sleep?”

Ashton seemed to be in a daze and took a while to snap out of it.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he didn’t fight back and only said, “I’ll settle the score

with you another day.”

Ashton grabbed Deborah and left without another word. Joseph raised his voice provocatively behind

him, “Don’t wait until another day. Today is just fine.”

Ashton didn’t respond and just left.

Joseph was amazed. Ashton had just taken two punches from him and left without a fight?

It was too strange. He couldn’t help but wonder, “Does he have some sort of problem today?”

Ben chimed in, “I think you were the one with the problem today. Why did you grab Mrs. Mullen?”

Joseph couldn’t explain his behavior and thought for a moment before saying, “I was just trying to get

under Ashton’s skin. I didn’t

have any interest in her. She was as thin as a bean sprout.”

Ben agreed an nighed as he watched Deborah’s back, “Mrs. Mullen is a pitiable woman.”

Joseph didn’t say anything more and walked toward the psychology room.

Eleven years ago on a rainy night, he had rushed to the Wayne mansion and found his mother dead in

a terrible fire.

After that, he had fallen ill and forgotten most of what had happened before he got sick.

His

memory had become so poor that he couldn’t remember people or events very well.

But he kept remembering the night his mother died.

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He couldn’t make sense of it all, so he stopped thinking about it

Ashton immediately pulled Deborah away until Joseph was out of sight, then stopped and carefully

examined her

Deborah taughter had finally stopped and returned to a silent stat

Ashton looked at her, thinking that she probably hadn’t seen the scar on Joseph’s wrist just now

Even if she had seen it, what did it matter?

Joseph could have accidentally injured his arm during a fight, or it could have been from being hit by

Wayne when he was a child, or

from playing sports like basketball or archery. Anything was possible

He reassured himself intemally, and that uneasy feeling slowly dissipated

He realized that now that Alyssa was gone, he needed to find some other leverage to keep Deborah by

his side

As he pondered this, Jeff walked over, appearing hesitant to speak.

Ashton spoke up, “If you have something to say, say it here”

Jeff finally said. “Mr. Mullen, Mrs. Shepherd called and said she owes some money from playing cards,

and she wants to ask you for

some money…”

Ashton couldn’t help but feel amused, as if he had a knack for attracting whatever he wanted.

He glanced over at Deborah, but she remained unresponsive.

He asked, “How much does she owe?”

Jeff replied, “She owes over 600 thousand dollars. The creditor has kept Mrs. Shepherd in her

residence, and she has requested your

assistance.”

Ashton glanced at Deborah, who still remained silent.

Suddenly, Ashton remembered that when Alyssa was still alive, if something like this had happened,

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for help.

At that time, she cared about Alyssa, her mother, Zayne, and many other people.

Ashton could threaten her with just about anything and hold her in the palm of his hand like an ant.

But now, he wasn’t so sure.

He grabbed Deborah and headed for the elevator, saying, “Let’s go take a look.”

When th ved, they heard Lydia screaming in agony as they pushed open the door.

Ashton took Deborah inside and saw Lydia lying on the ground, blood spilling from her mouth.

Four or five men holding baseball bats surrounded her, with one man holding a bat poking her in the

forehead. “Lydia, paying off your debts is only right and proper. Give us the money quickly,” he said.

Ashton laughed, “Her daughter is here to give her the money.”

The man in charge spun around at the sound of footsteps, and upon catching sight of Ashton, his

expression quickly shifted to one.

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beroness. What brings you here in person, Mr Matients nothing serious. I hope?

Suddenly, he seemed to realize something “What a fool I’ve beat Lydia is your mother in law, I shouldn’t

have laid a hand on her. We deserve to die for our actions!”

He hastily signaled to the other men surrounding Lydia. Tut down your weapons! It’s only a small sum

of money, and Mr Mullen himself has come to help Help Mrs Shepherd i

Lydia, who had been gasping for breath on the ground, suddenly rallied Finally, some common sense!

Do you even know who my son-in-law is? He wouldn’t bat an eye at 6 million, let alone 600 thousand. If

you dare to lay a hand on me, you’ll regret it

The man in charge immediately wanted to go and help Lydia up, but Ashton chuckled, “Didn’t I say I

came to repay the debt?”

The man was confused and looked at Ashton

Ashton sat on the sofa with an indifferent attitude. Tm not interested in cleaning up someone else’s

mess, but my wife is kind-hearted. She loves her mother and can’t bear to see her suffer

It took the man a while to understand, and he turned to Deborah with a smile. ‘Mrs. Mullen, don’t tease

us like that.

“600 thousand is not enough for you to buy a bag and jewelry. Why don’t you pay off her dəbƒ?”

Deborah remained expressionless and did not react at all

The man felt a bit embarrassed and realized what Ashton meant.

He ordered his men, “Keep going. Mrs. Shepherd, you have no one to blame but yourself!”

Lydia had just managed to stand up when she was unexpectedly kicked to the ground again.

She screamed in pain and trembled all over.

The men continued to swing their clubs, and soon the woman lying on the ground couldn’t even scream

anymore, covered in blood

and utterly unrecognizable.

Ashton stared at Deborah, sitting next to him the entire time, showing no emotion, as if it had nothing to

do with her.

Ashton was getting agitated and pressed down on her shoulder hard. “Are you stupid?”

As he pressed her, Deborah’s gaze turned to him, her dark eyes like an endless sea.

Calm, hollow, and without a ripple.

Lydia’s blood flowed all over the floor, and the smell of blood filled the room.

Ashton looked at Deborah in anger, and he even heard her chuckle.

The laughter made him suddenly uneasy, and he glared at her fiercely. “Say something! Ask me for

help!”

Deborah laug J again, and Ashton’s eyes turned red. “Stop laughing, I said stop laughing!”