The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 654

“Come one, come all, and see for yourselves! This ungrateful jerk—after hitting it big, he’s ready to toss aside the girlfriend who stood by him through thick and thin!

Well, I’m not that easy to get rid of!

He wants me to just disappear quietly, pretend nothing ever happened? Dream on!”

The woman’s voice rose above the crowd as she recounted how she’d been with Sellers since she was eighteen. She spoke of all the home-cooked meals she’d made for him, every little way she’d cared for him—painting herself as the selfless girlfriend, and Sellers as a callous villain.

By the time she finished, Sellers looked like the textbook definition of a heartless scoundrel, while she had become the tragic figure—deceived, her youth and love wasted on the wrong man.

The more she talked, the more the crowd’s eyes turned on Sellers—curious at first, then openly scornful and condemning. In every circle, a cheater and his mistress are social poison.

Sellers’ expression darkened as the woman’s accusations grew more outrageous. His glare was cold and menacing as he suddenly grabbed her by the throat. “Say one more word, and I’ll kill you. Don’t push me.”

Stella, watching him about to strike, yanked the tablecloth off the dining table. Plates, glasses, and cutlery clattered and flew toward Sellers in a noisy cascade.

She stared at him, shocked and appalled. “Sellers, I can’t believe this is who you really are!”

Without hesitation, Stella stormed forward and slapped Sellers hard across the face.

A sharp smack rang out, the sticky sweetness of spilled juice splattering across her hand.

Sellers was so blindsided by the sudden turn of events that he didn’t react in time. The slap landed, flush and stinging.

His eyes narrowed, rage flickering dangerously. He moved toward Stella, but before he could reach her, a slim, sharp-featured young man stepped between them.