Chapter 11: The Breakdown of this Wealthy Family Marriage

The man who bent over, shielding Grace Gordon with his arms, was none other than Grace Gordon's brother... Ian Leighton.

The vivid red blood droplets splattered one by one onto Grace Gordon's overly fair cheek. Her dark eyes reflected Ian Leighton's handsome and terrified expression as she watched him fall to the ground.

"Ian... Ian!" Grace Gordon kneeled on the ground like a madwoman, pressing onto the wound on Ian Leighton's head, her hands soaked with blood. Fear gripped her heart, and she screamed hysterically, "Call 120! Call 120, now!"

Ian Leighton's eyes were tightly shut...

Grace Gordon was ice-cold all over, nearly unable to breathe.

If anything happened to Ian Leighton, she would never forgive herself.

Gail Wright was suddenly engulfed in anger, her beautiful eyes fixated intently on the person who had hit Ian Leighton. This scared Maya Mansfield to her core.

"Murder! Murder..."

Someone in the crowd yelled, causing a stir... The assistant who had smacked Ian Leighton wanted to escape but was seized by Gail Wright.

"You think you can run?"

"Sis Su...," cried the man in fright as he looked at Maya Mansfield.

Maya Mansfield bit her lip, fighting back tears as she clung tightly to Lewis Yale.

The airport was suddenly enveloped in chaos.

Lewis Yale stood by, watching Grace Gordon on her knees, hugging Ian Leighton. Seeing her panic-stricken, his chest felt oddly tight.

In Lewis Yale's memory, even when he found Grace Gordon and Stanhope Brown in the same bed, she remained unflustered.

By the time Lewis Yale came to his senses, the security guards were already placing Ian onto the stretcher. His eyes narrowed as he noticed the bruise on Grace Gordon's wrist accidentally exposed from her cuff. He made a beeline for Grace Gordon.

"Brother Lewis...," Maya Mansfield called out weakly, but she couldn't stop Lewis Yale's strides.

When Lewis Yale saw Grace Gordon about to follow the stretcher, he quickly stepped ahead and grabbed her shoulder: "Grace Gordon... "

"Don't touch me!" Grace Gordon turned and yelled at Lewis Yale, her eyes reddened.

Flashes were all focussed on Grace Gordon and Lewis Yale, as though waiting to witness the breakdown of this high-profile marriage.

Grace Gordon was indescribably distressed. It was no news that Lewis Yale had a woman outside, but hearing about it, seeing photos, and witnessing it firsthand were entirely different.

At this moment... she was seeing another woman holding her husband's arm, while her friend was fighting people off for her, for her!

But that so-called husband... stood on the side of the opponents, looking impatient!

Grace Gordon felt a chill in her heart. Her body was shaking weakly, and she felt like a mountain was pressing against her chest; she couldn't breathe.

Under the flashing lights, Grace Gordon swallowed all her anger and looked at Lewis Yale with a faintly red and calm gaze: "Once upon a time... Gail was also your good friend, would you just watch that woman... order her assistant to attack her?"