Master Blair's Fiery Pursuit

Chapter 43

Mable would not let anyone slap her. She lifted her hand and gripped the woman’s wrist, her eyes cold to the core.

“Mrs. Fowler, do you not want to use your hand anymore?!”

Blair’s mother, Martha Mcdowell, was startled for a moment. She looked angrier than before.

“What’s the matter? Are you going to fight me? Let go!”

Mable scoffed disdainfully and shook off her hand.

Martha lost her balance and staggered back, almost falling. “You! How dare you push me?!”

Beatrice quickly held her. “Aunt Martha, are you alright?”

After getting off the call with Blair yesterday, she booked a flight to Ashdale early this morning.

Coincidentally, she met Solomon and Tracey at the airport and overheard their conversation, learning that Blair had been injured trying to save Mable.

Beatrice could not let go of such a good opportunity. So she informed Martha and came to Ashdale with her.

Martha was dissatisfied with Mable, to begin with. Now that she knew Blair was injured because of her, she wanted them to get divorced right away.

Beatrice deliberately became protective of Martha. “Mable, if anything happens to Aunt Martha, Blair won’t let this be.”

Mable glanced coldly at Beatrice. The injury on her face had healed, as was her broken hand, and the scar could not be seen with makeup on.

“Behave if you don’t want anything to happen to you!”

Martha was furious. “Mable! How dare you talk to me like that?!”

‘How dare she tell her mother-in-law to behave?

‘She’s trying to go against me!’

In the two years Mable and Blair were married, Mable had always been obedient and respectful toward Martha. She did not even dare to speak loudly.

‘What’s wrong with her today?

‘Not only did she dare to talk back to me, but she also made a move on me!’

“If not for Blair, do you think I’d be wasting my time with you?”

Mable had always adhered to her principle of not wasting her time talking if she could deal with the matter with violence.

Martha pointed at her nose. “Very well, Mable. Just you wait!”

Following that, she angrily walked toward Blair’s ward.

Beatrice looked proudly at Mable and sneered internally.

‘Mable completely offended Aunt Martha today. She’s doomed.’ Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

In the ward.

Blair had just woken up not long ago. His body was still weak, so the doctor gave him a checkup.

Tracey and Solomon stood worriedly at the side.

They were only relieved after the doctor finished the checkup and confirmed his vitals were fine and that there would not be any aftereffects.

“Master Blair, where’s Mable? You got hurt saving her, so why isn’t she taking care of you here? Tsk, tsk. It seems she doesn’t appreciate your love.”

Tracey hit Solomon with her elbow. “Don’t try to sow discord between them. I asked Amos earlier. Mabes left because she had something to do. She stayed with Blair the whole of last night.”

Blair smiled.

It seemed he had not gotten injured for nothing.

Solomon teased him, “Seeing as you’re smiling so happily even when you’re injured, you must be deeply in love.”

Blair did not deny it. “Mable is indeed very likable now.”

He had developed feelings for her.

Tracey jumped in excitement. “Blair, you finally came to your senses!”

‘Mabes is such a good catch. If he divorces her, he’ll regret it for life.’

Solomon snickered at him and suddenly asked, “Say, who did Mable offend for someone to hire an assassin to kill her?”

Blair narrowed his eyes slightly. He thought of Frank almost right away.

At this moment, the ward door pushed open with a bang.