Chapter 774

After her afternoon classes, Millie took a taxi back to the community where Leon was waiting for her at

the entrance.

They greeted each other and Millie led him upstairs.

As soon as Millie opened the door to her home, Fiona rushed out of nowhere and threw a cup at her,

screaming, “Millie, you are married. Have you no shame? How dare you try to seduce my man?”

Millie dodged the cup, but only narrowly. The cup crashed and shattered on the floor.

“Leon, please don’t abandon me, please!”

Fiona went to him and grabbed his hand, her body moving unsteadily.

Amidst the crumbled visage of Fiona’s demeanor, Leon’s brow furrowed slightly, his countenance icy.

“I shall let your transgressions go unchallenged. Just depart, for your presence has grown insipid to

me.”

Fiona vehemently shook her head, her denial resolute. “No, no. Departure is not on my agenda. I am

Aisha. Does the recollection elude you?”

Her determination to cling to Leon knew no bounds, driven by the allure of his financial resources.

“Fiona, the charm of yesteryear is but a reminiscence now, supplanted by an alien guise you now don.

Persisting in your pestilence only deepens my revulsion.”

“T can metamorphose anew. I pledge to rekindle the essence that once defined me.”

Fiona’s assurance was swift and fervent.

Yet Leon’s patience was only further strained by these efforts. If Fiona were to exit gracefully, his

impression of her might find a softer hue.

“There’s little cause for consideration. Do you believe I’d entertain the prospect of embracing a woman

who repeatedly engaged in deceit and dalliance with her former lover?”

This young woman, now feigning vulnerability and innocence, had surreptitiously tangled herself with

another behind his back. The absurdity of it all held a certain incredibility that amused Leon.

His words pierced Fiona’s heart like an arrow. Enraged, she seized objects from the table and hurled

them at Millie.

“All your fault, Millie. Your threats and provocations have sown this discord. I won’t suffer your

existence.”

Such actions only served to fuel Leon’s ire, leading him to seize Fiona’s wrist with a ferocity that

bespoke his anger.

“Cease this insolence!”

Fiona’s nose reddened as she choked back tears, feeling Leon’s gaze upon her like a vise closing in.

Terrified, she wrenched her hand away and fled the room, leaving chaos in her wake.