Chapter 114: Deliberately Sending Away
[Margaret’s Perspective]
“Uh, okay…” I was debating how to find a reason to get out of here.
Elizabeth was interested in participating in the training. I didn’t want to dampen her enthusiasm, but it was definitely impossible for me to treat Angel the way I treated everyone else.
“Don’t you want to join the training?” Elizabeth sounded sad. She rolled her eyes and pulled me two steps in Angel’s direction. “I think you two have something to talk about.”
I had to make eye contact with Angel. Damn, she was so much taller than me.
I looked at her exquisite curves, her wavy, smooth blond hair, her gem-like eyes that matched Donald’s, and her impeccable facial features. It was difficult for me not to feel jealous when such a sexy stunner stood in front of me.
Angel gave me what looked like a kind smile, but I thought it was more of a challenge.
She held out her hand to me and said, “What happened before is over. I’m glad to see you recovering so well. I’d love to come and teach you how to fight.”
Watch her words—teach me how to fight,?I scoffed.
This sounded like something you’d say to a three-year-old. Teach you how to talk and walk. Teach you how to use a knife and fork. Teach you to be polite to people.
My discomfort intensified.?She’s a b*tch,?I thought.
“Angel is a good person,” Elizabeth said, giving Angel a friendly smile.
I really had to resist the urge to roll my eyes at Elizabeth. She was so stupid about some things.
“Then let’s get started.” Angel clapped her hands, her eyes scanning Elizabeth and me. She said to Elizabeth, “If we’re going to start training, I suggest you change your shoes and let Margaret and me get started, okay?”
“But I didn’t bring any other shoes,” Elizabeth said.
“I’ve got something for you guys. It’s in the lounge over there.” Angel pointed in a distant direction. “My lounge is behind that white door. I’ve got snacks and drinks there. You can help yourself to some too.”
“That’s very sweet of you,” Elizabeth said.
I glanced in the direction Angel was pointing. It was the locker room farthest from the training ground. There were closer ones on this side.
Now, Angel and I were the only ones left.
She had deliberately sent Elizabeth away just now. No one knew Elizabeth better than I did. She was the best at being lazy in training. If Angel had decorated that lounge considerately and comfortably, Elizabeth probably wouldn’t be back for a while.
“What do you want?” I looked at Angel warily.
Angel flexed her joints and said, “I just want to help you. Actually, you know that day, if you weren’t by Donald’s side, no one would have been able to attack him on their own.
He used his back to protect you, and you were injured because you were too weak. Let me tell you how to fight correctly. Then you don’t need anyone to protect you.”
Angel’s words made me feel sick.
She didn’t say a word about why I was there. Didn’t she plan all of this? She wanted Donald to see that I wasn’t worth it, but she had miscalculated.
“If you’re willing to teach me all your skills, then I’ll be happy to accept them. At that time, you won’t be the only one who knows these things. Anyone can do the same thing by learning,” I shot back.
Angel observed my expression. I wanted to tell her with a calm expression that I wouldn’t be affected by her.
She slowly smiled and said, “That’s great. You know, I was discussing this with Donald this morning. It’s a pity you missed it. You were sleeping then, right?”
I glared at Angel. I really wanted to punch her.
Angel said casually, “If we start teaching, do you want to warm up? Donald and I even sparred in combat skills this morning. We’d already warmed up. We were sweating and even took a shower together.”
This was no longer a hint, but a clear demonstration.
I hadn’t seen Donald since last night. Could he really be with Angel? No, Angel must have said this to anger me. I didn’t believe a word she said.
But the anger in my heart was still burning. My fingers were clenched into fists at my sides.
I had never hated someone so much. I used to think that my dislike of Armstrong was extreme, but Angel brought out much stronger feelings than that. She was coveting my Mate in front of me, and it was unbearable.
Angel looked pleased with my anger at that moment. Her smile widened.
She focused her arrogant gaze on my clothes and revealed a disdainful expression. She said, “If Donald isn’t by your side, is this rag the only thing you can wear when you go out? I heard that your ex-boyfriend is the Alpha. Have you been relying on this means to escape your poor family background?”
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