Spoiled my CEO husband after Rebirth

Chapter 43: Why Should I Apologise?

"I'll go to the bathroom."

Gwenda stood up and wanted to take a breather.

Hearing this, Olivier turned to look at her and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell? If so, we

can head back first."

Hearing this, the CEOs were upset.

They had yet to discuss the details of their business partnerships, how could he leave now?

Seeing this, Gwenda quickly shook her head. "I'm fine. I'm need to go to the bathroom."

"In that case, do come back soon."

"Okay."

Gwenda nodded before she got up and left.

Olivier's gaze followed her keenly as she did, only withdrawing after she had walked out the door. His

interest in the banquet had waned.

Seeing this, Snow's eyes glinted with something as she got up to follow Gwenda.

...

In the bathroom, Gwenda was washing her hands in the sink when the door opened.

Snow entered with a look that spoke of her ill intentions.

Glancing at her, Gwenda said nothing and continued to wash her hands.

Snow's anger surged once again when she saw that she was being ignored. Glaring at Gwenda, she

sneered, "I thought you weren't a schemer! Turns out you're quite good at what you do, huh?"

Gwenda still didn't ignore her.

Snow was furious as she shouted, "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

This time, Gwenda looked up at Snow through the mirror with a frown. "You're talking to me?"

"Don't play dumb with me! You did it on purpose, didn't you? You deliberately said that you had no

connection to Mr. Petit so you could embarrass me!"

Eyeing Gwenda with poisonous hatred, Snow snarled, "Apologise to me this instant!"

"Apologise?"

Gwenda raised her eyebrows. "Miss Green, are you drunk? Why should I apologise to you?"

"Very well, then, if you don't apologise, you won't leave the bathroom today!"

Snow blocked the doorway menacingly as she said that.

Gwenda plucked a paper towel from the dispenser, wiping her hands dry with it as she eyed Snow.

Then, with a cold tone, she said, "I'd suggest you go to the doctor because you're clearly out of your

mind. I'm not in the mood to play along with you. Get out of my way!"

Unmoved, Snow said haughtily, "What are you going to do? Call Mr. Petit to come help?"

"One last time. Get out of my way!"

Gwenda's soft eyes suddenly became hard and unforgiving. The cold aura emanating from her was

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Snow was shocked by the sudden shift in the atmosphere.

Not wanting to speak to her further, Gwenda left the bathroom.

Returning to her senses, Snow quickly caught up to Gwenda who was in the corridor. "Do you really

think I'm someone you could mess with? You don't even know who I am! You embarrassed me publicly

today, do you really think I'll just let this slide! Not a f*cking chance!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand and swept it towards Gwenda with force.

A gust of wind whistled past Gwenda's face. Her eyes flashing, Gwenda reached out and intercepted

Snow's wrist before slapping her with a loud smack.

...

Snow was slapped so hard that her head snapped to one side, a hand print appearing on her face.

"I, Gwenda Evans, am never one to apologise for something that I've never done. This slap is to teach

you to be less of a troublemaker!"

Gwenda gazed at her coldly, the expression on her face chilling enough to terrify anyone.

Snow had never suffered a grievance such as this. Trembling with rage, her face turning purple, Snow

spat furiously. "How dare you slap me! If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know how powerful

I am..."

She rushed over wildly to attack Gwenda.

Instead of dodging, Gwenda kicked out at Snow's leg, eyes flashing with contempt.

...

With a loud noise, Snow fell back squarely onto a passing waiter.

The soup in the waiter's hands spilled onto the floor as well as dousing Snow.

"Ah—"