You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 450 A Chick To Be Slaughtered

Vivian's reaction proved that what Chester said was true.

Jessica's rage boiled over. She shook off Angela's hand and dashed toward Vivian, a murderous look twisting her face. "It's really you! You bitch, it's really you!"

She grabbed a handful of Vivian's hair and pulled it hard. Vivian screamed in pain as she tried to shield herself from her attacker. "Ouch! Let go of me!"

"I won't let go of you! Not before I make you pay!" Jessica pulled Vivian's hair with more strength. Vivian flailed around, trying to swat off Jessica's iron grip. As a new wave of tears streamed down her cheeks, blinding pain shot up from her foot to her head. Jessica had stomped on her foot with all her might and fury.

The heel of Jessica's shoe was like an awl, piercing her skin and breaking small bones on its path.

"Ah!" Vivian's throat burned with her pained screams, and her face was now white as bone.

Enjoying the pleasure of revenge, Jessica said viciously, "Does it hurt? My husband taught me this. You used me to hurt my father. You are such a ruthless woman, but I can be worse."

She lifted her foot and stomped down hard again.

At the same time, she pulled Vivian's hair harder.

Vivian felt a burning, prickling pain in her scalp and a tearing pain in her instep. With a deep, shuddering breath, she murmured, "I will kill you, Jessica."

Eyes red with pure hatred, she turned around and pushed Jessica away with all her strength. Jessica staggered backward and knocked down a table and chair. The wine bottle on the table fell to the floor and shattered, spraying stained glass everywhere and spilling red wine on the floor.

"Oh, my God! You bitch!" Jessica's face twisted in pain.

Before the others could help Jessica, Vivian pounced on Jessica like a mad dog and straddled her.

"I will kill you, Jessica!" Vivian pinned Jessica on the floor and put both hands around her neck.

Jessica's face turned red, and she gasped for air like a fish out of water. With Vivian's hands cutting off her air supply, she felt her body weaken slowly.

"Bitch..."

The fight ensued.

"Stop! Stop! You'll kill her!" Sandra went to pull Vivian away, but was pushed away by Vivian.

Jessica took the opportunity to take a deep breath. With one snappy movement, she rolled Vivian on her back, pinned her to the floor, and choked her. The tables turned quickly. Sandra lost her footing and fell backward.

"Mom, are you okay?" Seeing his mother fall, Chester hurried over to help her up. Then, he stared at Vivian angrily and headed to get her.

Sandra grabbed her son's wrist and said, "I'm fine. Don't get involved. You'll get hurt. Just help me up."

Gritting his teeth, Chester turned back to his mother and helped her up in silence.

At this moment, Jessica had the upper hand. She pinched Vivian's neck with one hand and slapped her face with the other.

"How dare you take advantage of me? How dare you hurt and disable my father? How dare you want to marry into Shi family? I won't let you get away with everything you've done! You'll learn to stay away from my family today!"

Jessica bellowed while slapping Vivian furiously until her face was awfully bruised and swollen.

"Let me go!" Vivian was still struggling with all her strength, trying to throw Jessica off her. But Jessica was mad and blind with rage. She only slapped Vivian harder and harder.

Vivian was almost out of breath now.

It was embarrassing that two well-dressed women grappled with each other with disheveled hair.

Dora had never seen such an exciting scene before. She wanted to applaud, but seeing that her mother and grandfather were still there, she kept her hands steady. But her eyes were shining with delight. She really did not expect Vivian to be so crafty and patient. In order to marry John, she had done so many vicious things.

At first, Dora felt very excited, but now, seeing that Vivian had no more strength to fight back, she shook her mother's hand and said, "Mom, should we go stop them? I'm afraid that Aunt Jessica will really kill Vivian and end up in jail."

Angela wanted to break up the fight, but did not because she saw that Sam was not planning on doing anything.

It was obvious that he was letting Jessica beat the hell out of Vivian as she liked. Even if something happened, he would handle it and make it disappear.

However, seeing that Vivian was really already out of breath, Angela walked up to Sam and asked, "Dad, if Jessica doesn't stop, she will really kill Vivian. Shall I go and separate them?"

Sam glanced at Jessica and Vivian and nodded. "Go ahead."

Angela walked up and pulled away Jessica's hand from Vivian's neck. "Enough, Jessica. If you keep choking her, she will die."

"It's better that she dies." Jessica slapped Vivian once more, which made Vivian spit out a mouthful of blood. Then, Jessica let go of Vivian and slowly stood up, patting the dust off her dress. The room had no dust at all, but Jessica wanted to shake every bit of Vivian off her.

Vivian's clothes were just as filthy as her soul.

Lying on the floor, Vivian gasped for breath. Half of her head was against the cold floor while the other half was covered in sweaty, matted hair.

Half of her face prickled with the cold while the other half burned with the marks left by Jessica's angry hand.

Her face was beaten so badly that it started bleeding. Some of her hair stuck to her face, and the corners of her mouth spewed blood.

Lying there barefoot in her crumpled black wedding dress, Vivian looked pitiful.

Letting a new wave of resentment fuel her battered body, Vivian clenched her fists and slowly sat up.

She looked around with empty, unblinking eyes. When her gaze caught Jessica, a murderous look flashed across her badly bruised face.

She reached for the broken bottle sitting not far away, propped herself up, and rushed towards Jessica.

"Go to hell, you bitch! Ah!"

Vivian held the neck of the broken wine bottle in her hand and charged at Jessica to stab her with the splintered end.

Jessica froze and watched in horror.

"Auntie, watch out!" Dora screamed.

"Watch out!" The others yelled at once.

Only Sam looked at someone else.

At this critical moment, Jessica's bodyguard, Yvonne, appeared out of nowhere and kicked Vivian on the wrist.

The sudden pain made Vivian lose grip of her crude weapon, and the bottle crashed to the floor.

Astonishment and unwillingness to back down were written all over Vivian's face, but before she could do anything, Yvonne was already spinning on her heel with one leg in the air. The next moment, Vivian was flying across the room with a sprained diaphragm and fractured ribs.

She landed right on the pieces of broken glass, which dug into her flesh and introduced her to a whole new world of hurt.

"Ah!" Vivian shrieked in pain.

Dora blinked her eyes and asked, "Where did Yvonne come from? That was so awesome!"

"I've been here the entire time," Yvonne answered and turned around to look at Jessica. "Are you okay?"

Fear still lingering in her heart, Jessica patted her chest and replied, "I'm fine. Thank you for having my back."

Then, she pointed at Vivian, who was curled up on the floor, and ordered, "Take her. I'm not finished with her." Yvonne walked over and heaved Vivian over her shoulder like a towel.

Sam only said, "Don't kill her, or it will be hell to explain."

With this, Vivian was a chick waiting to be slaughtered.00