A Spicy Lime Spa! 2

Picking up her fork, Kyla took small bites from the slice of cake on her plate. From the corner of her eye, she could see Madam Wang moving closer to where she was sitting. Stuffing the last bite of wedding cake into her mouth, Kyla let out a melodic low hum.

When Kyla sat down earlier, she had already figured which leg was broken on her chair. Since Madam Wang wished such a huge blessing to her wedding, she must return the favor. Hence, when she realized the show was about to begin, her hand had already reached for the chair's broken leg.

With full alertness, Kyla sat cautiously on the edge of the chair. The moment she felt Madam Wang's presence, Kyla let out a smile and prepared herself for the incoming attack. As soon as she felt an abnormal breeze pass by her ankle, she jumped up, turned around, and swung her sharp manicure across Madam Wang's face.

Slap! Slap!

"Ah! Ah!!" Madam Wang's shriek captured everyone's attention. However, before her scream echoed into everyone's ears, they've already witnessed how easily the chair was broken and the way Madam Wang fell forward wanting to crush where the chair landed.

Under everyone's witness, Kyla reached out and swung her arm toward Madam Wang's direction. From their perspective, Kyle looked as if she wanted to help Madam Wang from falling. Unfortunately, in the process of helping the lady up, Kyla's manicure scraped the lady's face which led to her ear-piercing scream!

"Oh my! I am soooo sorry about this! Here, let me help you!" Kyla purposely retracted her arm, letting Madam Wang stumble. With Madam Wang's arrogant behavior, it looked as if she shoved Kyla away.

Taking a few steps backward, the guests behind Kyla reached out to hold her steady.

"Oh my goodness! Ma'am, are you alright? Let me help you!" Selina's voice sounded as she dashed toward Madam Wang with a plate in her hand. As she sprinted forward, the cloth stripped off the covered plate, revealing a mixture of jalapenos, wasabi, chili sauce, chili oil, Sichuan sauce, soy sauce, sesame seeds, herbs, and other spices all soaked in one plate.

"Ah!!!" Selina grabbed a hold of Madam Wang and pretended to lose her balance while helping her.

Swoosh

The plate of heavily mixed spices smashed into Madam Wang's face. Holding back her laugh, Selina appeared rather worried. With her palm on the bottom of the plate, she started smudging the entire plate onto Madam Wang's face. "Oh dear! Let me rub it off your face while my friend gets help! Dear! I need some wet cloths to help this lady here!"

"I got it! I have a tray of cloths! I'm coming to help. Hold on! Damn, what a mess this became!" Celinda took the stainless steel tong she borrowed from the catering staff and clipped a soaked cloth out of the tray in her embrace.

When she got close enough, she slapped the soaked cloth above Madam Wang's head. Placing the plate of spices on a nearby table, Selina grabbed the damp cloth and asked Celinda for a few more to wipe everything off Madam Wang's face.

Throughout this process, they stuffed the cloth and spices into Madam Wang's mouth and nose. She wanted to scream, but her throat was burning from the wasabi and chili mixture earlier! As soon as the cloth touched her skin, the burn only increased and it stung even worse than before!

Celinda kindly suggested, "I think it will be better if she uses the content in this tray to rinse her face. Here, let me help!" She took the remaining cloths out of the tray with the tongs and splashed the orange salted lime juice in the tray onto Madam Wang's face.

The moment they stepped back to splash the juice onto her, Madam Wang opened her mouth to complain - only to meet the extremely salty soured juice!

"Kyaaaa!!!!! What is this!! Arghhhhhhh!!! It fucking burns!! It hurts!!! My cuts!!! Ahhhh!" Her scream intensified while her skin shows irritations spreading on her face.

As she got distracted, Celinda tossed more damped cloth to her. Madam Wang kept slapping the cloths away from her that she kept spinning in all directions. Taking this opportunity, Selina grabbed the broken parts of the chair and rushed over to Jessica's side.

She winked, "How could the bride's chair suddenly fall apart? Here! We should bring her a new one!"

"Yes! Let me throw this in the trash!" Jessica smirked as she walked in the path of Madam Wang, twirling around with her arms spread out like a zombie.

"Madam! Get out of my way! I need to get through or this will hit you! If this hits you, it isn't my fault! You are in my way! come on! Whoops! Aiya! What did I say?!" Jessica took the longest broken piece from the chair and struck Madam Wang continuously.

When this one broke, Selina handed her other parts of the chair until she was done venting the abuse she had received from this wicked woman!

"How could you hit your own mother?! You unfilial bitch! You wench! You white-eyed wolf! How could I have raised you for all these years? When you are all grown and strong you come back and bully your mother!" Madam Wang recognized Jessica's voice and stumbled on the ground with her eyes squeezed shut.

"Mother? Do you dare call yourself my mother?! With all the abuse I've received since I was a child, you dare call yourself a mother?! Please, take a good look at yourself in the mirror. We've long cut our ties and I'm not your daughter. Mrs. Wang should keep her mouth shut and hands to herself. Your scheming days are over!" Jessica tossed the stick in her hand to the ground, away from Madam Wang's reach.

"Hold on." Selina saw how close Jessica was approaching her mother. Afraid of any accidents happening, she reached out and pulled Jessica backward.

"What happened?" Finally, the groom and his buddies have gathered all together.

"My son! -" Before Madam Wang could shout any complaints, Kyla hugged her tummy and fast-walked into Isaac's embrace. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she bit her lip.

"Hubby! Your mother wanted to trip my chair over and stomp our babies!" She held Isaac's hand, reporting her grievances to him.

"Are you alright?" His hands held his arms and slid down to her hands. After making sure she was alright, he took a deep breath and corrected Kyla's previous statement.

Holding Kyla in his arms, he protectively stroked her head to soothe her emotions. "Mother? What mother? I have none."