His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 228: The Fight

Chapter 228: Chapter 228: The Fight

Chapter 228

Raine Nolan didn’t like her very much because she always felt that she was being scrutinized like a child. That kind of gaze seemed to be quietly calculating something.

In fact, the atmosphere in the Taylor’s house was very strange, not at all harmonious. The atmosphere was often gloomy and stifling, with no vitality. The one with the most power in the family was Raine’s grandmother, followed by her two aunts.

The rest of the cousins usually did their own things, only coming together for meals, and occasionally quarreling.

Just last night, while Raine was studying, she could hear the noise of fighting. When she went downstairs, she saw two of her cousins fighting over a glass of juice.

She didn’t like living here at all, it was like a purgatory.

"Big Cousin, do you need me for something?" Pulling herself back from her thoughts, she asked.

Aria Taylor pressed down on her baseball cap, saying, "There’s a race at the Capitol Racing Circuit this afternoon. It’s quite exciting. My friend who was supposed to go with me can’t make it, so will you come with me? You have nothing to do today, right?"

Raine’s mood sank, thinking that she’d just finished her exams and was so tired, couldn’t they just let her have a rest?

With a weary smile on her face, she said, "I’m sorry, Cousin, but I’m not interested in racing, and I don’t want to go. Besides, I’ve already made plans this afternoon."

Aria’s expression turned cold, she stared at Raine and said, "I’m not discussing this with you, I’m telling you. If you want to continue living in the Taylor’s house, you’d better learn how to get along with us. I’ll give you ten minutes."

With that, she walked away.

Raine held back her anger, walked to her wardrobe and punched it in frustration.

Ten minutes later, she came downstairs dressed in a white dress, looking fresh and clean.

Aria finally managed a smile and said, "Let’s go. First, we’ll go out and have lunch, then we’ll walk around for a while. The race starts at three."

Raine almost couldn’t hold back her anger; the race didn’t start until three, and Aria was already forcing her to leave now!

"Are you not going?" Aria turned back with a fierce look in her eyes.

Raine hurriedly followed.

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The autumn weather was invigorating, the sunshine warm and gentle.

Today’s weather was perfect for watching a race on-site.

As Chloe Collins and Layla Lowell dined in the canteen, three out of the four tables around them were discussing the racing event.

Some people couldn’t get tickets, so they were talking about going back to the dormitory to watch the live broadcast later.

Chloe ate her meal, while Layla, head down, stared at the delivery of the gift she’d ordered for Charles, not really paying much attention.

As she ate her third bite, Chloe suddenly thought of Robert Foster.

That young man, he wouldn’t still be standing at the Wesleys’ doorstep, would he?

She took out her phone and called him.

In no time, he answered.

"Where are you?"

"Over here."

Chloe turned to see Robert, one hand holding a food tray, approaching her.

He turned off his phone, sat down beside Layla and put on a not-so-good expression.

Chloe looked at him, "Who pissed you off?"

Wait a minute.

She narrowed her eyes, looked closely and saw the faint bruise on the corner of Robert’s mouth. It was very light, but one could still see it up close.

"You got into a fight?"

Hearing this, Layla also raised her head to take a look, a teasing smile in her eyes.

"Wow, you actually got into a fight and lost," she laughed.

Robert’s gaze was cold, "The guy I fought with is now lying in the hospital. Loser? What a joke!"

He touched his bruised mouth, "This is from his sneak attack, it doesn’t count."

Chloe became serious, "Who did you fight with?"

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