Chapter 389 - Three Hundred And Eighty-nine: What Just Happened? (1/2)

The third point of view:

”What have we here?” Anabelle was irritated when she heard that familiar voice from behind. What in the world was he doing here?

”Are you following me?” She shot Julie a displeased look. Ever since she and Israel became ”acquaintances'' he became more clingy than ever and kept abusing their master/slave contract.

She hardly escaped him to take a breather here and yet here he was again! God, he was sucking all the oxygen in her life lately.

”Following you?” He snorted, ”Do you think I don't have important things to do?”

”I don't really know,” Anabelle said nonchalantly, ”The days with you have told me otherwise,” She hinted she found him lazy all the time.

”Hey, do you know who I am? I just don't want to go full force into my work else you'd die from stress,” He claimed to be magnanimous.

However, Anabelle rolled her eyes while dragging clothes through the hanger rail. She peered at him from beneath her lashes, ”In case you haven't noticed, this is the female section, what then are you doing here if you claimed not to have followed me?”

And yes, this was the store where she had met Julie for the first time. Regardless, she would not stop shopping in the store she loves because of some asshole.

”And in case you haven't noticed, my family owns this departmental store,”

Anabelle froze, then glance up at him, ”Liar liar, pants on fire,”

Julie didn't say anything instead dipped his head in the direction of the nearby sales clerk who came over to him

”Good day young Master,” He bowed to Julie, ”I had no idea you were here, sir. Perhaps, would you love to take a look at the latest arrival?”

At that moment, Anabelle's jaw dropped to the ground while Julie stood with his arms wrapped around his chest and a smug expression.

”Impossible” Anabelle muttered when she found the ability to make a speech once again. There was no way this cheap player was in charge of here and it irritated her the more that this was her favorite shopping store. Ugh! God, why!

Not to mention the fact that she had claimed he was following her like a love-starved puppy. It was so awkward and she wished the ground would open up and swallow her.

Anabelle could have claimed that this was an act orchestrated by him and the clerk but the look in the attendant's eyes said otherwise. He was submissive, wanting to suck up and gain favors from his master. Also, Julie's family was rich enough to own a place like this. This was so damn irritating - she wished she had never found out at all.

”Whatever!” Anabelle rolled her eyes and went to another corner of the room to continue her shopping, refusing to apologize for the false accusation. Humph! He has done much worse to her than she has done to him, anyway.

With her head held high, Anabelle continued with her shopping and Julie must have left with the clerk because when she looked back, they were nowhere to be found - which kind of relieved her. So she immersed herself in her shopping with a happy tune. However, she didn't shop for long before trouble came to utopia.

Anabelle's happy tune went off-key when someone bellowed behind her, ”I knew it!” and for some reason, that voice made the hairs on her back stand on edge.

She turned around slowly, all the blood drained from her face when she discovered it was that same girl - Julie's girlfriend. And yes, it was exactly the girl that had disgraced her when she went on that supposed ”date” with Julie.

Recurring that event, fear gripped Anabelle but she refused to show it on her face. She would not be intimidated by this lower-class citizen with no ounce of home training. Tsk tsk, Julie's taste in women was of course miserable.

”We meet again,” Anabelle told her with a calm demeanor. If the girl doesn't know manners, she'd teach her one.

However, the girlfriend didn't respond to her greetings, she rambled instead, ”Of course, it's you, the witch who hypnotized my boyfriend lately. I should have known something was wrong with Julie when he wouldn't pick up my call nor come to me. You were the one responsible for that!”

Anabelle fought against the urge to roll her eyes. She a witch? If she were a witch, she would have turned Julie into a pretty goat a while ago and have her revenge on him. Hypnotized him? Who was this crazy girl kidding? Julie was her greatest nightmare, why would she want him? Right now, she would give anything to have him out of her life!

”Listen here,” Anabelle began to say, ”I don't know what the hell is going on between the both of you but leave me out of it. I don't like your boyfriend - I don't even have eyes for him - and would never -”

”Liar!” the crazy girlfriend interrupted her, ”And I would show you how thieves are supposed to be treated!”

Before Anabelle could even understand what she meant by that, the girl had charged at her and grabbed her on the hair.

”What the hell are you doing!” Anabelle screamed in agony, trying to get her away from her, ”Let me go!”

”You're a bitch! A fucking bitch and I'll deal with you! You should learn not to steal people's boyfriends!” She slapped Anabelle right on the face when she managed to pull away from her grasp.

”Aww!” Anabelle winced from the pain that stung her cheeks, leaving her vulnerable as the girl went for her hair once again.

”Jesus Christ!” Julie shouted when he arrived at the scene alongside some clerks who must have heard the commotion. He had left for a moment to go through their newly arrived only to be treated to this scene when he returned.

”Anabelle!” He pulled her away from his crazy ex-girlfriend who the other clerks were trying to subdue.

”What the hell is going on here?!” He boomed, burying Anabelle's face into his chest protectively, and thankfully, she didn't protest even though he knew she was hiding her face out of embarrassment. For some reason, he was having this great urge to tear Quin into pieces.

”I knew it! I knew something was going on between the both of you!” accused Quinn, still trying to tear out of their hold.