Chapter 509

Chapter 509 Two Slaps for Jonathan

Chloe seethed with anger. “What does that have to do with me? Are you justifying your father’s

infidelity?”

‘Jonathan doesn’t have the courage to confront Joseph, so he’s taking it out on me. What a coward!’

“It’s normal for men to have affairs. It’s not like they abandoned their family and children!”

‘Father had only made one mistake that every man in the world would make.’

Despite the pain from her scalp being pulled, Chloe fought to raise her head. With defiance, she spat in

Jonathan’s face. “Tch! You make me sick!”

Since when was the minimum standard for a marriage that a man did not abandon his family

considered the greatest act of kindness? How laughable.

Jonathan’s body tensed with anger. With a fierce and ferocious expression, he raised his hand,

intending to strike.

Chloe closed her eyes in fear, anticipating the blow.

However, just in the nick of time, a cup of scalding hot coffee flew out from the crowd, hitting

Jonathan’s head with precise aim. He was scalded and hastily retreated to the side, his face contorting

in pain as he held the burned area and wailed.

Chloe glanced at Noah, who had appeared among the crowd. Feeling slightly dazed, she asked, “Did

you throw that?”

Noah handed her a basket of croissants. “Stay behind me.”

“No, let’s call Joseph and ask him to come deal with Jonathan.”

In her eyes, Noah was nothing more than a gentle, younger-brother-like figure who would do his best to

subdue Jonathan. She feared that he might get hurt in the process.

Noah turned around, a warm smile on his face as he reassured her, “I know Taekwondo. I’m pretty

skilled and can protect you.”

“Save your protection for someone else.” A chilling voice suddenly pierced through, and Joseph

pushed his way through the crowd, his gaze icy as he locked eyes with Noah.

Noah did not appear too surprised by Joseph’s sudden arrival and gave him an ambiguous smile. “If

you can handle your little cousin properly, I would want nothing of this.”

Joseph averted his gaze and focused on the deranged Jonathan, whose face was now red from the

scalding coffee and contorted from the pain.

As Joseph approached, Jonathan’s momentum faltered, and he stubbornly claimed, “They

attacked me first!”

Rubbing her scalp, Chloe cursed, “I was heading downstairs to throw out the trash, and you came out

of nowhere to insult and humiliate me. Is it amusing to tell blatant lies?”

Jonathan retorted viciously, “You deserve it!”

“You’re crazy!”

Was he accusing her simply because he felt inadequate?

“Apologize.” Joseph’s voice turned cold as he commanded Jonathan.

Jonathan stubbornly refused. “Why? Did this bitch manage to brainwash you? Grandpa ended up in the

hospital because of you. Pull your head out of the clouds. How could she compare to Xavia?”

Joseph’s eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to slap Jonathan.

Smack!

The impact sent Jonathan staggering backward, nearly causing him to lose his balance. One side of his

face quickly swelled, displaying visible redness and five distinct finger marks.

Jonathan was stunned. “You hit me in front of so many people over a woman?”

Smack!

Remaining silent, Joseph swung his hand once more. Now, both sides of Jonathan’s face were

adorned with finger marks, evenly distributed.

Joseph’s face displayed no emotion, yet it exuded a chilling and sinister quality. “Do you believe that

merely having the name ‘Whitman’ will shield you from any consequences?”

Jonathan’s face throbbed with excruciating pain, akin to the searing sensation of chili peppers being

rubbed on his skin. The agony rendered him speechless, leaving him to stare blankly at Joseph.

“If

you ever dare to lay a finger on Chloe again, you won’t get away after just two slaps,” Joseph warned,

his gaze cold and menacing. He then turned and walked toward the car with Chloe, leaving with a

sense of grandeur.

Chloe glanced back at Noah, who remained standing there, concerned that Jonathan might seek

revenge on him after they departed. “Noah’s still there. If we’re going to leave, let’s take him with us.”