Meeting You Was Fate novel Chapter 682

After being taunted by Nacy, Bonnie became so incredibly tense that her body stiffened up. With her lips trembling, she snorted disdainfully, "You're insane!"

"Well, if I am insane, what are you?" A nasty chuckle escaped Nacy's lips. Since there was no way to bring her dead baby back to life, there was no reason for her to live in the past. However, the pain of losing a child would forever dwell in her, and now, all she wanted to do was exact revenge on the people who hurt her family!

More importantly, her pride would never let her allow others to just stomp on her dignity.

"I have nothing to say to people like you," said Bonnie contemptuously.

"I'm sorry, but I think it's you who is being aggressive," retorted Nacy.

"You said I spoiled the scenery first!" bellowed Bonnie.

"Bruce, tell me—did I say anything wrong? Am I not right?" asked Nacy.

Bruce stood still and smiled brightly. "You're not wrong, Nacy," he said, somewhat mockingly. "Just a while ago, we could see the stunning view, but now, it is entirely blocked by someone not as stunning."

One of Bruce's best—and worst—characteristics was his sharp tongue. This time, however, it served an excellent role in humiliating Bonnie without using any kind of offensive words.

'Annoying scoundrels! I will get you someday!' Bonnie thought, fuming from embarrassment.

With one final glare at both Nacy and Bruce, she turned around and left, feeling dejected and disgraced.

While she originally intended to provoke Nacy, she just ended up being defeated by her! She didn't expect to be attacked like this at all!

Her shame made her scurry to the bathroom as fast as she could. On her tail was a nervous Jennifer, looking lost as to what just happened.

Under the scorching sun, Bonnie felt that her profuse sweating had ruined her professionally applied makeup. As soon as she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized how messy her whole look was, making her grit her teeth with hatred.

She quickly took out the air cushion foundation from her designer back in order to replace what was lost. Unfortunately, the more layers she put on, the more unappealing she looked as it started to cake around her fine lines and baby wrinkles.

Good thing Jennifer was a master at makeup. She stood beside Bonnie and relentlessly gave her advice on makeup, and how she should have handled things better. "Bonnie," she said calmly. "You need to stop being so angry. Look at you—your makeup is a mess! Don't you realize you're already so pale?" She then pulled out Bonnie's lipstick and gave it to her. "Here. Apply some lipstick, and you'll immediately look a lot better."

Bonnie first took a deep breath and followed Jennifer's advice. Slowly, she carefully outlined her lips with the lipstick and started filling it in, making sure that she wasn't swiping out of the lines. It truly was skillful work and a sight to behold.

Unfortunately, her anger got the best of her. At one point, her hand slipped, and she accidentally swiped it all across her chin. She became so angry that she let out a high-pitched scream and scrubbed her face like a madman. That did not do her any good as she now looked more deranged with lipstick all over her face. One would think she was a woman who just broke up with her partner.

Jennifer hurriedly took out a makeup wipe from her bag to attempt to fix what was on Bonnie's chin, but Bonnie pushed her away. She then channeled all her anger on the one person that was still with her. "Get out of here!" she shrieked, her eyes unfocused. "Are you just here to laugh at my misery?"

"Bonnie, you know I'm not," Jennifer responded, looking alarmed, hurt, and defensive at the same time. "I'm just worried about you!" Tears were already welling up in her eyes.

Bonnie, however, did not care about what Jennifer said. She took her own makeup wipe from her bag and began to wipe her face with it. "Nacy, you little bitch!" she shrieked. "I will never forgive you! I will bring you down!"

Then, she proceeded to scream at the top of her lungs. But after that, she took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. It miraculously worked, and now, she took out a pumpkin-colored lipstick from her bag and started to apply it on her lips. This time, she didn't make any mistake.

Before going out of the ladies' room, she took her red lipstick and wrote Nacy's name on the mirror with it. It was as a warning from her.

Fire could be seen burning in her eyes. All she wanted to do at that very moment was to tear Nacy into a million jagged pieces!

If not for her, she and Simon would have gotten married and would have had a wonderful life! But now, with everything that was happening, it seemed like she was just a mistress, a woman who was ruining another woman's relationship! It pissed Bonnie off big time.

With all that hatred in her heart, she kept on scribbling curses upon curses directed at Nacy on the mirror.

Jennifer did not even dare stop her. While her mouth was agape in surprise, she really did not really sympathize with Bonnie and her behavior, even going as far as mocking her inwardly. 'What a crazy woman!' she thought. 'You will never be able to get the man you want because you are pathetic! Look at you, doing such disgraceful stuff!'

Bonnie, Eve, and she were supposedly good friends. However, ever since the beginning, she felt like Bonnie and Eve were closer, and that that two of them looked down upon her. It was incredibly obvious, but none of them were brave, or cared enough, to point it out.

Worse, after Damian died, Jennifer had nowhere to turn to but Eve. Together, they tirelessly planned an attack that would serve as a death blow to Mandy.

But sometimes, the enemy's enemy is a friend. Vicious people would get along well mainly because of them having a common target.

The following day started with nice weather.

After driving Adrian to kindergarten, Mandy went to work at JS International.

There were so many things about the Mandy Mall that Mandy was not familiar with. Because of that, she busied herself with studying, which took up all of her morning. By 12 o'clock she had lunch, and after that, Nathan called in.

Upon seeing the caller ID, Mandy smiled and answered the phone immediately.

It seemed that Nathan had meticulously calculated the time she would have her lunch break.

The time difference between City A and Switzerland was six hours, and so, at that moment, it would only be six am in Switzerland. That meant Nathan had just gotten up.

Fortunately, jet lag wasn't much of an issue to Nathan. He had been going to different countries for business trips every month, and because of that, he had already gotten used to it.

When Nathan woke up that morning, the first thing he did was to call Mandy. He worried about her very much, and he wondered if she was feeling lonely.

"Honey, have you had lunch?" Nathan's sexy voice came through from the other end of the phone.

"Yes," Mandy replied, amused with and appreciative of Nathan's gesture. "What are you doing?" She then looked up towards the clock and calculated the time in Switzerland. "You just woke up, didn't you?" she said, chuckling a bit.

"Yup," Nathan responded, also chuckling. "I'm still in bed, lazing around." As he lay on his bed, he imagined how happy he would be if Mandy was by his side at that very moment.

"Still in bed, huh?" Mandy started to tease. "How about that beauty by your side? Did she have a nice sleep?" Mandy was having fun messing with Nathan.

Teasing was a way for her to hide her longing. For just like Nathan, she was missing him so much. She wanted to wake up with him and be by his side every day, but sometimes, that just would not happen.

"What are you talking about?" Nathan replied, chuckling. "There are no girls beside me. Never have, never will, aside from you. Do you know that I'm always imagining that you're here with me?" Nathan's voice became noticeably deep and husky, effectively adding to the seductiveness of his voice.

"Oh, shut up, Nathan. I know what you're doing! Stop acting like that, ha-ha!" Mandy could not help but laugh at the love of her life.

"I spent so much time on the plane! I'm so tired. Don't you feel sorry for me?" Nathan turned over and stretched out his arm, but to his disappointment, there was no Mandy that he could hug beside him. A frown blossomed on his lips.

"Okay, okay," Mandy said, sounding defeated. "I feel sorry for you." She chuckled. "But to answer your question: yes, I'm fine here." Remembering how early it was in Switzerland, she added, "You should sleep more! Your day won't start until a couple of hours still, right?"