chapter 37 Abigail Jiang is very angry

"Wow! Confession!" "Master Carlyle confessed his love to Abigail!" "Abigail is thrilled! Faster promise him!" "Promise him!" "Promise him!" "Promise him!" … Everyone in the box clapped and cheered loudly as if they had agreed. Abigail lowered her head. She gripped the wine glass tightly, her fingers turning white from the force. So frustrating! This wasn't a class reunion. It was a setup to unite Abigail and Levi. Indeed, Stella was the host of the dinner. She held a high position in Levi's family business. Learning about Abigail's past friendship with Levi, he orchestrated this gathering. Abigail still upset with her former classmates, aimed to give Levi a chance to reveal his emotions today. Abigail's mind seethed with betrayal as she shot a cold glance at everyone. "That's enough!" "Levi, please cease this persistence." "I harbor no affection for you." "Furthermore, I am married!" "Cease your illusions!" Levi was shocked. Such a cold rejection made him furious. "Getting married? Is that the country bumpkin from back then?" "Isn't he the hillbilly who cuts his steak and puts it on bread?" "I can't believe it!" Abigail sneered. "It's true." "We've got the marriage certificate!" "If you doubt it, verify it at the Civil Affairs Bureau!" As everyone listened to their conversation, eyes darted back and forth, the situation seeming unbelievable. Stella cut in, "Abigail, you're joking, right? Did you marry that annoying country bumpkin? Are you out of your mind?" The topic was on everyone's lips. "Abigail, you were the most beautiful girl in our school. So be careful about lifelong matters!" "Yes, as the eldest lady of the Jerome family. How would you marry a country bumpkin?" "With your conditions, you would find a husband with money and a background!" "That's right! Our college beauty, only the top young master in Delington like Master Carlyle is worthy of you!" … The more Abigail listened, the more annoyed she became. She grabbed her small bag. Said "I'm leaving," turned around, and left the box quickly. "Abigail! Abigail, don't leave!" Stella hurriedly chased after her, urging her as she walked. "What was wrong with Master Carlyle?" "He was sincere to you!" "If you agree, you would be the young lady of Blake Group." … Abigail's expression turned cold as she hastened her steps. Observing the unfolding situation, the onlookers swiftly trailed behind Levi, offering kind words to him. The cluster of people proceeded towards the hotel lobby. Sensing Abigail's imminent departure, Levi promptly positioned himself in her path. At that moment, Levi shed his former politeness, fixing a fierce gaze upon Abigail. "I, Levi, vow to claim you as mine! Do you doubt my words about that rustic Clarkson? I'll have him gone in minutes!" Abigail felt a surge of unease as she met Levi's intense, predatory stare. "Master Carlyle, please compose yourself!" Stella and their classmates intervened, ushering Abigail away. "Abigail, we share a history as old classmates. I mean you no harm! Master Carlyle's intentions are genuine! Stay clear-headed!" "Yes, yes! We all witnessed it just now. Master Carlyle gifted you such a costly necklace, indicating his deep care for you!" "If you become Master Carlyle's partner, you won't have to worry about anything in this lifetime. Quickly separate from that rustic person!" "I have connections in the Civil Affairs Bureau, and I'll expedite the process for you!" … The more Abigail heard, the more furious she became, and she was on the brink of exploding. At that moment, she spotted a familiar figure approaching her. And it turned out to be Maxwell. "Abigail? Have you finished your meal? Perfect timing. Let's head back together." The anger in Abigail's heart finally found an outlet, "Maxwell! What are you doing here? Are you following me?" "It's merely a coincidence, I wasn't trailing you!" Abigail didn't buy it. Observing Maxwell's worn attire, the more she pondered and the more incensed she grew. She attributed at least half the blame for today's humiliation to this country bumpkin. Why should she wed this worthless rustic lad? Abigail's eyes welled up and she jabbed a finger at Maxwell, "You shameless and deceitful scoundrel! Leave this place! I don't wish to lay eyes on you!" Upon hearing these words, Maxwell sensed a threatening vibe emanating from behind him. And the origin was none other than Colin. Abigail's disrespect towards Maxwell gave Colin a valid reason to seek retribution. However, before Maxwell could intervene the Larson Family sisters swiftly whisked him away. "Uncle Cartwright, please stay!" "That's a matter concerning Master Clarkson's household!" "That woman is the esteemed Madam's spouse!" Colin was surprised, "How do you know?" "Master Clarkson mentioned that her name is Abigail." "If he hadn't said he was married, we would have thought he was a crook." "Yes, the Madam's wife is quite beautiful! With such a beautiful wife, he must not be a crook!" "No wonder Master Clarkson doesn't even look at us anymore." "It seems like they are not getting along well as a couple." "That's right... Master Clarkson is such a good person. The Madam's wife doesn't know how to appreciate him." "Master Clarkson must like the Madam's wife. You can see that he is not even angry." "..." Hearing that the topic of the two people was far from each other, Colin could only shake his head helplessly and watch Maxwell and his wife quarreling from a distance. … Abigail's peers glared at Maxwell in contempt. "That's the yokel bothering Abigail, isn't it?" "What makes him suitable for Abigail? The security here is top-notch, why do they allow just anyone in!" "Is he Abigail's spouse? Oh goodness, that's so audacious!" "Look at his unkempt attire! Even my maid dresses better than him!" "Abigail must be out of her mind, marrying a rustic like him." … Maxwell paid little heed to these remarks. He was somewhat taken aback. Abigail usually managed her feelings well, but today seemed different. "What's the matter? Is someone harassing you? Just point them out, I'll take care of it!" "Don't mind my business!" Abigail bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes. "You only know how to hurt people, and you can't do anything else!" "I don't want to see you!" "Get out! Get out!" Maxwell frowned. Abigail was unable to communicate in this state. Staying here would only escalate the situation. He shook his head and said, "Let's discuss this later," and turned to leave. "Stop!" Levi halted him with a haughty expression, "Do you think you can just walk away?" Maxwell frowned, suspecting this man was the cause of Abigail's anger. "You're the one with cancer. Didn't you brush your teeth today? Your breath reeks! Have you been eating garbage?" "Damn!" Levi clenched his teeth, "You still owe me for lying last time! Today, you've upset Abigail again. Kneel and apologize!" He desired to completely crush Maxwell under his feet. Show Abigail that such a modest man was not worthy to stand before him. Make Abigail realize that only he. Levi was the right man for her. Maxwell was a rustic fellow, who could only be trampled under his feet and ground into the dirt. Maxwell sneered, "Do you think I'm an easy target?" "Haha, you're quite aware of yourself," Levi retorted, glaring. "Quit the nonsense and kneel, or I'll obliterate you on the spot! You fool..." Cracked! Maxwell swiftly retaliated with a slap, countering his words...