Out of Ashes Into His Heart novel Chapter 55

When I saw that it was Mandy, my expression immediately darkened, and without thinking, I turned to walk away.

But she quickly caught up and grabbed my arm. "I'm talking to you. Why are you running away?"

I shrugged off her hand and said mockingly, "Can't you tell? I don't want to talk to you."

She looked at me in disbelief, furrowing her brows. "Are you crazy? I didn't do anything to you!"

Her words made me laugh in anger. "You're the one who's crazy!"

She rolled her eyes at me. "I'm not the third party between you and Gavin. He doesn't like you. Didn't you know that before you married him? What does it have to do with me? Don't take your anger out on me."

I was stunned by her shameless accusations. To think she dared to flip the blame—I was truly learning something new today.

"I don't want to talk to you, so please move."

Mandy sneered. "Do you think I want to talk to you? If it weren't for Gavin, I wouldn't even bother."

Seeing that she was going to keep pestering me, I turned to leave.

"Come back here!" She instinctively reached to grab my arm.

I reflexively tried to pull away, but her nails scratched my hand, leaving a trail of blood!

She was momentarily stunned, and then she nonchalantly said, "I didn't do it on purpose. I just wanted to talk to you. Why are you being so aggressive?"

"Fine! I'll accidentally scratch you too!" I was so enraged that I immediately reached for her wrist.

"Ahh! Grace, are you crazy?"

Before I could grab her, she screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

Just as I was about to grab her wrist, someone suddenly seized my arm. Then, a sharp voice rang out from above, "Grace, what are you doing?"

"Gavin, Grace went crazy! She actually tried to hurt me!" Mandy immediately complained as soon as she saw him.

Tired of the situation, I turned and walked toward the elevator.

"Grace..." He instinctively tried to follow me.

"Gavin, let me make this clear. I only came to find Grace to settle things with her. It's fine that you don't appreciate it, but now you're blaming me?" Mandy's voice rose in protest.

"Enough. Just stop talking."

"No way!"

The elevator doors closed, blocking out their bickering. I glanced down at the wound on my hand and sighed in frustration.

Just then, my phone rang. It was a call from Tom.

Knowing that he had finished his conversation with Greg, I answered and asked where he was.

"I'm at the elevator on the seventh floor."