Sir, Please Sign Here to Get a Divorce-Chapter 116: Ethan Yardley’s Vinegar Jar Overturned Again

Chapter 116: Chapter 116: Ethan Yardley’s Vinegar Jar Overturned Again

"But I’m just so pissed off."

Julian Thorne squatted on the ground, clutching his head as he tried to suppress the rage in his chest.

"Serena, you have no idea what my sister has been through all these years, raising a child all by herself. She never told our family she was pregnant. She was alone abroad, studying while raising her son.

It wasn’t until she came back with her son a while ago that we found out she’d had a child abroad, and that the child was Quinn Gardner’s.

As soon as Quinn Gardner found out, he went to my sister. For the sake of giving her son a complete family, she agreed to be with him.

But we never expected that bastard Quinn Gardner, who was so eager to marry my sister, was only doing it to save the daughter he had with another woman.

Is he an animal? Leo is only five years old. How could he even think of taking his bone marrow? Does he even deserve to be called a father?"

By the end, Julian Thorne’s voice had grown hoarse.

Serena Yardley could feel his restraint and anguish.

She placed a hand on his back and said comfortingly,

"I know things have been hard for Nina, and I know that as her brother, you want to stand up for her. But you have to think about the consequences before you do anything."

"Did Quinn Gardner think about the consequences before he acted? He schemed against my sister without any regard for them at all."

Still unable to swallow his anger, Julian Thorne got up to leave again.

Serena Yardley quickly grabbed him. "Julian..."

"Serena, don’t stop me. If I don’t teach him a lesson, I won’t be able to sleep tonight."

"I won’t let you go."

Serena Yardley blocked his path.

Julian Thorne tried to go around her.

Left with no other choice, Serena Yardley wrapped her arms around him. "If you go and something happens, how am I supposed to explain it to Nina? As long as I’m here, you’re not going anywhere."

However, the moment Serena Yardley hugged him, Julian Thorne froze.

The step he was about to take faltered.

He looked down at the person hugging him, whose head only reached his chest. Not knowing if it was because he desperately needed this warmth, he lowered his head, rested his chin on her shoulder, and hugged her back, his voice low and raspy.

"Serena, thank you."

"What are you two doing?"

Outside the courtyard’s iron gate, a man’s voice rang out, chilling and sharp.

Serena Yardley jumped in fright and quickly pulled away from Julian Thorne.

Julian Thorne also let go of her, and they both looked toward the gate.

There, Ethan Yardley’s tall figure stood against the night sky—somber, arrogant, like a demon from hell, shrouded in a terrifying and dreadful hostility.

Serena Yardley opened her mouth to explain, "I... we... we weren’t doing anything."

She hurried toward Ethan Yardley.

But Ethan Yardley shot them both a cold glare before turning and walking away.

Seeing him leave, Serena Yardley quickly turned back to Julian Thorne and said,

"Promise me you won’t go after Quinn Gardner. Go back and take care of Nina and Leo. I have to go."

Julian Thorne didn’t follow her.

Even though he knew Ethan Yardley had misunderstood.

’But he knew in his heart that he had wanted Serena to hold him, even if it was just for a moment.’

He listened to her and went back inside the house.

Serena Yardley jogged to catch up with Ethan Yardley, blocking his path to continue her explanation.

"Ethan, don’t be angry. I was just comforting him."

Ethan Yardley was furious.

But reason told him he couldn’t lose his temper too badly with Serena.

As for Julian Thorne, now was not the time to deal with him.

The business between the Thorne and Gardner families was enough for them to get entangled in. He didn’t need to make things worse because of his own woman’s indiscretion.

That’s why he had been holding back his anger as he walked away.

But how could he tolerate something like this?

Looking at the person blocking his way, his expression turned sinister, his eyes sharp.

"Serena Yardley, what were you comforting him about? He’s a grown man, what does he need you to comfort him for? Do you just love hugging other men?"

Before, when she had been intimate with Julian Thorne, it was because she mistook Julian for him, so he could let it slide.

But now, she knew perfectly well who her husband was, yet she was still hugging Julian Thorne. Where did that leave him, Ethan Yardley?

Even if he doted on her and indulged her, he had his limits.

Besides, the incident with Gabriel Galloway hadn’t even been that long ago.

"What do you mean, I love hugging other men?"

Ethan Yardley’s words pierced Serena Yardley’s heart.

She looked at his cold face in the lamplight and explained,

"I was just stopping him from going after Quinn Gardner. We..."

"Am I blind?"

Ethan Yardley cut her off, roaring, "Do you think I’m old and my eyes are failing me? That I can’t see clearly?

Serena Yardley, you’re taking advantage of how much I dote on you, shamelessly stabbing me in the heart again and again. If it weren’t for you being so young, I’d seriously consider hitting you."

Not wanting to deal with her anymore, Ethan Yardley pushed past her and left.

He was afraid he wouldn’t be able to control his temper and would raise a hand to her.

Like that one time he spanked her till she was black and blue.

Serena Yardley stood there, rooted to the spot. The man’s words were like icicles, stabbing deep into her gut.

A throbbing pain clenched her chest, making it hard to breathe.

’But there was really nothing between her and Julian Thorne.’

’Couldn’t he give her even this little bit of trust?’

Seeing him go home, she quickly turned and chased after him.

When Ethan Yardley entered the house, Vivian Lynch hurried over and bowed her head. "Mr. Yard—"

"Get out!"

Vivian Lynch, who hadn’t finished her sentence, jumped in fright. When she looked up, the man was already striding up the stairs, his entire being exuding an intimidating aura.

’What’s wrong with Mr. Yardley today?’ she wondered. ’Why is he in such a foul mood?’

Right behind him, Serena Yardley came running, jogging up the stairs after him.

Vivian Lynch frowned. ’Did those two have a fight?’ she wondered.

...

Ethan Yardley went into the bathroom, turned on the cold water, and doused himself, trying to calm down.

Serena Yardley followed him to the bathroom door, pounding on it and shouting,

"Ethan, don’t jump to conclusions! There’s nothing between me and Julian Thorne. He was trying to leave, and I couldn’t stop him, so I just hugged him for a second."

She really hadn’t thought much of it at the time.

Besides, she saw Julian Thorne as family, which was why she did it.

Ethan Yardley grabbed some tissues, stuffed them in his ears, and refused to listen.

He turned on all the faucets in the bathroom. The cacophony of rushing water—WHOOSH—drowned out the sound from outside, which made him feel slightly better.

He really couldn’t think about that woman with any other man.

The mere thought made his blood boil.

She was always full of lies. She would never admit to anything unless he caught her red-handed.

’He couldn’t do anything to her, so he could at least hide away and lick his wounds alone, right?’

"Ethan, open the door!"

Serena Yardley could only hear the sound of running water from the bathroom. Not hearing the man’s voice made her anxious, and she kicked the door.

But it was useless.

She didn’t know what to do.

Leaning against the frosted glass door, she slowly sank to the floor and couldn’t help but cry.

"Why don’t you believe me? If there was something going on between us, why would I still be with you?"

"You’re so smart, so capable. How can you not know who I love?"

"Ethan, if you don’t open this door, I’m leaving. And if I leave, I’m not coming back."

She wiped the tears from her cheeks, stood up, and shouted at the door, "I’m really leaving!"

The man in the bathroom still didn’t answer.

Disappointed, Serena Yardley lowered her head and really started to walk away.

But just as she reached the bedroom doorway, the bathroom door was pulled open.

She whipped her head around.

There stood Ethan Yardley, soaked to the bone. He looked disheveled, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her. Two cold words escaped his thin lips:

"Then leave."

’If you do, I’ll break your legs.’