Return, My Love: Wooing the Neglected Ex-Wife

Chapter 908:

“Sorry,” Aurora repeated quickly, trying to remain calm. “I can pay for the cleaning, or if you’d like, I’ll have my family buy you a new pair.”

Addie folded her arms, her lips curling into a smirk as the two stood on the narrow stairs.

“They were a gift from my dad. Just saying sorry isn’t going to cut it.”

Aurora bit her lip, keeping her voice steady. “Then what do you suggest?”

She genuinely wanted to resolve the issue, but Addie’s mocking laugh echoed loudly.

“Just because you’re good at studying, you think you’re untouchable? Even when you mess up, you act so arrogant.”

Aurora’s jaw tightened, but she had stepped on Addie’s shoe and needed to apologize sincerely. “I’m sorry for dirtying your shoe.”

Addie tilted her head, her eyes narrowing as she scanned Aurora from head to toe. “Aurora, I’m not trying to make things hard for you. But this pair of shoes? They were bought abroad by my dad. If he sees them dirty, he’ll freak out. So, how about this—you squat down and clean them for me?”

Aurora stared at her, realizing she had overestimated even the smallest chance of leniency from Addie.

To squat down and clean her shoes?

Even Adrian and Joelle wouldn’t ask that of her.

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“I’m afraid that’s not possible,” Aurora replied, her voice calm but firm.

“Why not?”

“Just not possible.”

Addie stomped her foot, frustration flashing in her eyes as she stepped closer, towering over Aurora with an air of indignation. “Do you think you’re so special? Good grades, a good family background, everyone fawning over you—teachers, parents, even Rickey! He’s completely devoted to you. What, you think you’re some kind of princess?”

Aurora raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. “What does that have to do with the shoes?”noveldrama

“Nothing,” Addie spat, her words dripping with venom. “But I’ve had enough of you. Today, you’re going to clean these shoes! Or you’re not leaving.”

Aurora was about to reply when a familiar figure caught her eye—Rickey was striding toward them. She knew Addie was about to experience some trouble.

“Clean your shoes? And who exactly gave you the right to demand that? Aurora, I’ve been looking for you everywhere, and here you are, stuck in this ridiculous nonsense? Some people seriously overestimate their importance. If they’re so worried about dirtying their precious shoes, maybe don’t wear them.”

He grabbed Aurora’s wrist and pulled her along. “Let’s go! Didn’t you say you were treating me to a meal? Don’t even think about backing out now!”

The moment Rickey’s words cut through the air, Addie’s attempts to find fault suddenly seemed petty and ridiculous.

Aurora, dragged several feet away by Rickey, yanked her wrist free and called out, “Wait a minute!”

She ran back to Addie and apologized again. “I’ll take responsibility for my mistake. Send the shoes to my place, and I’ll have them cleaned and returned to you.”

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