Chapter 1123

Chapter 1123

A familiar voice that made her expression change could be heard coming from outside. “Is Anthony

in there?”

Bianca was furious. Anne has actually found her way here. She truly was a person who could not be

shaken off!

As she looked at Anthony's face, which had no reaction yet, a bold and vicious ideal popped into

her mind.

Perhaps, Anne's arrival was not a bad thing....

Anne pushed the door to the private room open and went in.

She immediately stopped as soon as she took a step forward and was frozen in place.

Anthony was sitting on the couch with his face hung while Bianca was kneeling beneath him. They

were kissing.

Anne was stunned as she watched them. Her heart immediately beat out of her chest, her face

turned as white as a sheet, and what she saw made her clear pupils shake continuously.

After Anthony felt something soft and gentle touching his thin lips, he opened his black eyes and a

cold gaze immediately appeared in them.

Bianca retreated, and there was even a bashful expression on her face. “Anthony...”

Before Anthony could argue with her, he sensed something was not right in the private room. He

then turned his face with his eyebrows tightly knitted.

His body abruptly shuddered and he froze in place when he saw Anne standing nearby.

His prominent Adam's apple trembled.

“Carry on.” Anne turned around and left.

Anthony regained his senses, went forward, and immediately gripped her wrist tightly. “... Why are

you here?”

Anne looked at the plier-like hand around her wrist. “I see you haven't come home, so I came over

looking for you. I'm sorry to have interrupted you.”

Anthony knew that she had misunderstood, and he felt irritable, so he said while suppressing his

voice. “It's not what you think! I was drunk...”

Anne did not want to listen to him at all because the more she listened the more disgusted she felt.

She then shook his hand off with great force. “Don’t worry. In the future, no matter where you go,

whether you return home or not, I won't care about it anymore. You don't need to explain to me

either.”

Bianca hurried forward. “Anne, don’t be mistaken. I was enjoying my time here and I heard Anthony

is here as well. To my surprise, he was drunk because he was in a bad mood. I couldn't hold myself

back for a moment, and... then...”

What she said only made matters worse.

Also, the provoking and smug gaze in Bianca's eyes could not even be concealed at all.

On the other hand, If Anthony was not willing, how would Bianca manage to kiss him?

It looked like they both loved each other and Anne was the extra.

Anne held back the heartbreaking sensations in her chest. “I told you there's no need to explain to

me. It doesn't matter to me.’

Upon saying that, she pulled the door open and fled.

She was in such a hurry as if staying a second longer would make her throw up!

Anthony was frozen in place, and he felt hard to hold back his pent-up frustrations. Did she say it

did not matter to her?

He felt his heart squeezed tighter inch by inch, he could not breathe, and his expression was

extremely darkened.

Bianca was slightly frightened by the atmosphere in the private room. The way Anthony looked as

he stood there without moving was very scary, which made her say cautiously, “Anthony, I'm sorry. I

didn't expect Anne would come here. Otherwise

"What were you doing earlier?” Anthony's voice was terrifyingly cold.

“I...couldn’t help myself,” said Bianca.

“Do you not understand what I said?” Anthony's expression was eerily cold.

“Anthony, is this my fault? You've canceled your engagement with me because of Anne. Do you

know how terrible I feel? I was extremely heartbroken when I saw you drunk. I am the only one in

this world who cares about you. Look at Anne. Even if she saw us getting intimate, she also behaved

so indifferently. The person she liked is certainly the Principal of Pinnacle Academy...”

“Shut up!” Anthony bellowed.

Bianca was so frightened that she shuddered and took a few steps back.

“Stop the car,” Anne ordered the driver.

The turn signal blinked as the car was stopped at the side of the road.

The driver saw that Mrs. Marwood had no intention of getting out of the car, and he had no clue

what she wanted to do.

The only thing he knew was that her mood had already been off after she got into the car. She kept

looking out the window as if her mind had wandered off elsewhere.

Unexpectedly, as the time ticked away little by little, Mrs. Marwood remained silent.

Just when was about to say something as he could not hold it in anymore, he heard her saying, “Go

to the residential area I used to stay in. I don't wish to return to the Royal Mansion.”

The driver did not understand the reason, but he could only follow her orders and go to the

residential area filled with all the ordinary people living in it.

Anne did not bring the keys, so she called someone to get the door unlocked.

As it was already very late, the locksmith was already asleep. However, he was woken up by her

phone call, so his attitude was not too good when he came to unlock the door.

Anne knew her request was a tall order, so she did not say anything to refute him.

She even thanked him after he opened the door for her.

The apartment had been cleaned in the past, so it could not have been that dirty. However, it should

not be this clean either.

It was as if someone had been coming over to clean up the place all the time.

Anne did not care about it. She went to the room, closed the door, and sat on the bed helplessly.

How could she go back? She would feel disgusted at the sight of Anthony.

Ever since she lost her memory, Bianca had been sticking around her like a flea, which made Anne

witness the “frequent exchanges between Bianca and Anthony.

Anne was saddened, but she held it in and chose to trust him. After all, she had not seen it with her

own eyes.

However, she had an epiphany after everything that had just happened.

What Bianca flaunted to her in the past was not all fake.

If she had not appeared at that moment, Anthony and Bianca might have gotten into the same bed

together.

That fondness for him deep down was truly ridiculous. Her heart, which had been trampled on, was

throbbing in pain.

“Don’t be sweet on Anthony anymore. Don’t you know what kind of person he is? That's hell. It

won't end well for you..."

Anne laid on her side on the bed and faced the window. She closed her eyes, but she was not sleepy

at all.

Just as she was feeling drowsy and about to fall asleep, she seemed to hear the door to her room

move.

She turned around and saw the shadow that appeared in the room, which had driven out the

brightness coming from the only light and darkened the entire room.

“You're in the wrong place, aren't you?”

"Who allowed you to come here?” Anthony was standing under the light. His black eyes were cold

and sharp, and his breath was suppressed.

“Myself.” Anne laid on the bed without the intention to get up at all, and she looked at him with her

face turned sideways. “But why are you here? Didn't you keep Bianca accompanied? You'll make her

sad like this.”

Anthony held back the rage he felt within. “I was drunk. I didn’t know she leaned over.

“I told you there's no need for you to explain to me.” Anne calmly looked toward the window. “I

won't return to the Royal Mansion anymore in the future. Whether I'll be staying in this residential

area or my mom's mansion, it's my freedom. As long as I don't have to stay together with you. I

hope that you won't force me.”

Anthony's expression became gloomy. He pressed one of his long legs against the edge of the bed

and he put her under him. His big and tall body blocked the light on the ceiling and cast a show on

Anne's body.

"Are you done?”

Anne looked at the furious black eyes above her indifferently. “Anthony, I only have one request

now.”

“What is it?"

“Serve me the divorce papers.”