Arrived 210

Estella fiercely retaliates against Kevin, attacking his wounded shoulder repeatedly with a hairpin and slapping his face with cold fury. Kevin, caught off guard by her unexpected strength and determination, is left bloodied and defeated on the sofa, hidden from the view of others in the restaurant. When a nearby server approaches, Estella boldly covers for Kevin, maintaining a cool demeanor and revealing the surprising dynamic between them, which even earns reluctant admiration from the server.

After Estella leaves, Kevin quickly hides his injuries and rushes to the hospital for treatment. His phone call with Isabelle reveals his frustration and humiliation, as she mocks his failure to win over Estella. Despite his anger and bruised pride, Kevin vows to succeed within a month. Meanwhile, Estella contacts her mother Victoria, warning her against Kevin and recounting the violent encounter. Victoria expresses regret for pressuring Estella about marriage, and Estella firmly asserts her independence and refusal to tolerate men like Kevin.

Later, Estella receives wedding photos from Isabelle, stirring bitter memories of Nathaniel and the forced photoshoot. Choosing not to respond, she turns off her phone to avoid further provocation. The evening brings a calmer moment when Jonathan calls her for dinner after returning from a trip. Their meeting is marked by quiet warmth and gentle care, providing Estella a comforting contrast to the earlier turmoil and humiliation she endured.

Chapter 210: Estella’s Fierce Retaliation

A crimson stream trickled steadily from his wounded shoulder.

But Estella showed no sign of stopping. With determined force, she yanked the hairpin free once more and plunged it into him repeatedly—dozens of times without hesitation.

His shoulder was a gruesome sight: torn open, blood mixing with shredded flesh. As he struggled weakly, Estella unleashed a rapid series of sharp slaps across his face, each one echoing with cold fury.

Kevin was caught completely off guard.

He had never imagined that Estella, who appeared so fragile and delicate, could strike with such brutal strength.

The sofa shielded them from the outside view, ensuring their confrontation remained hidden.

No one else in the restaurant suspected that Estella was exacting her revenge on Kevin.

However, the noise drew the attention of a nearby server, who cautiously approached.

Estella turned, positioning herself so that Kevin’s bloodied shoulder was concealed behind her. She fixed the server with a cool, unwavering gaze—the same young woman who had brought their food earlier.

“What’s the matter?” Estella asked, her voice laced with irony. “Never seen anyone get this rough before? Didn’t you know? This is exactly how he likes it—being dominated by me.”

The server froze, caught off guard by Estella’s bluntness. She hadn’t expected the flirtatious prince to be the kind who secretly enjoyed being overpowered by a woman.

A reluctant admiration flickered in her eyes for Estella.

No wonder this prince was so easily manipulated by her.

When Estella finally stopped, she looked down at Kevin, sprawled and defeated, unable to move. A cold, triumphant sneer curved her lips.

She slipped her coat over his face, masking the blood and bruises, then picked up her bag and walked away without glancing back.

In this moment, all Estella felt was gratitude toward Jonathan. He had always encouraged her to train and build strength.

Without his push, she never would have developed the power to stand up like this.

Nearby diners remained oblivious to the violent scene that had just unfolded. When they noticed Kevin lying still as Estella departed, they simply assumed he had failed in some other way.

They whispered and snickered behind cupped hands.

When Kevin finally regained consciousness, he hastily pulled on his jacket, desperate to hide the evidence of his defeat at a woman’s hands.

He covered his wounded shoulder, paid the bill as quickly as possible, and slipped out of the restaurant, driving himself to the hospital for treatment.

As he drove, his phone rang. It was Isabelle.

“Well? Did you manage to get Estella? You’ve always been quick with women. Surely by now you’ve won her over, right?” she teased.

Kevin had never encountered such fierce resistance before. For the first time, he had met his match in Estella.

Grinding his teeth, he swallowed his pride. “Something came up. I didn’t get her.”

Isabelle’s voice dripped with scorn. “You didn’t get her? You? Estella looks so delicate, like a porcelain doll. You could’ve easily pushed her down. Don’t tell me you couldn’t.”

Kevin’s mind flashed back to how fiercely she had fought—how there wasn’t even a hint of weakness in her.

His voice rose with anger. “Don’t rush me. I’ll get her sooner or later.”

Isabelle’s mocking tone didn’t waver. “So you can’t either. Estella’s not easy to win. Even my brother couldn’t, and I thought you, Mr. Chunk, would be different. Guess not.”

Kevin slammed his fist against the steering wheel, barely containing his fury.

“Don’t you dare underestimate me. Give me a month—I’ll have Estella as my girlfriend.”

“Fine,” Isabelle said coldly. “When you actually do it, then we’ll talk.”

And with that, she hung up.

Humiliation burned fiercely in Kevin’s chest as he clenched his teeth.

He stormed into the hospital, endured the stitches, and demanded an official injury report.

Estella had dared to strike him? He wasn’t about to let that slide.

Meanwhile, Estella returned home and immediately dialed Victoria.

“Mom, that Kevin is a total bastard. Don’t get close to him again.”

Victoria’s voice carried confusion. “But he seemed so polite. What happened? Didn’t you two get along?”

Estella recounted everything that had transpired at the restaurant.

Victoria listened quietly, her own temper flaring.

“He actually acted like that? Estella, are you alright?”

Estella’s voice turned icy. “If something had happened to me, do you think I’d even be calling you right now?”

Victoria’s tone softened, tinged with guilt. “That’s… my fault. I’m sorry. It’s just the year’s end, and I got anxious, wanted to hurry and find someone for you. I shouldn’t have pushed.”

Estella rubbed her temples tiredly. “I’m not desperate to get married. What’s the rush? And don’t you ever send a scumbag like that near me again.”

This time Victoria knew better than to argue. She could only accept her mistake in silence.

After hanging up, Estella went straight to the bathroom and scrubbed herself clean.

The thought of being touched by that vile man made her skin crawl.

Once refreshed in fresh pajamas, she sat on her bed, methodically rubbing lotion into her skin.

Her phone lit up with a message.

It was from Isabelle.

Estella glanced at the screen and saw wedding photos of Isabelle and Nathaniel.

Her mind immediately flashed back to the time Nathaniel had forced her into wedding photos.

A wave of bitterness surged through her again.

These people just wouldn’t quit.

Without replying, Estella shut off her phone entirely.

Later that evening, Jonathan called. He had just returned from Green Island and asked if she wanted to have dinner together.

This time, Estella didn’t refuse.

They met at a nearby restaurant.

Jonathan wore a soft gray knit sweater, his calm presence wrapping around her like a warm embrace.

Estella asked gently, “Was the trip exhausting?”

He smiled softly. “I’m used to it.”

When Estella’s fork slipped from her hand, Jonathan bent down to pick it up, then signaled a server and politely requested a clean replacement.

The quiet warmth between them was a stark contrast to the earlier storm of violence and humiliation, a small comfort in the night.

The chapter closes on a powerful note of resilience and transformation. Estella’s fierce retaliation against Kevin not only reveals her hidden strength but also marks a turning point in her emotional journey. No longer willing to be subdued or diminished, she claims her dignity through both physical and emotional defiance. The contrast between the brutal confrontation and the quiet, tender moment with Jonathan underscores the duality of her experience—pain and empowerment, anger and solace—painting a vivid picture of a woman reclaiming control over her life.

As Estella navigates the aftermath of this ordeal, the support and understanding from Jonathan offer her a much-needed refuge, a glimpse of hope amid turmoil. Meanwhile, the unresolved tensions with Kevin and Isabelle hint at challenges yet to come, but for now, Estella finds strength in her own resolve and the gentle companionship that soothes her spirit. This chapter beautifully captures the complexity of her struggle, balancing fierce independence with the human need for connection and kindness.

The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the tangled emotions swirling around Estella and Kevin, whose clash has left both physically and emotionally wounded. As Kevin nurses his bruised ego and injuries, his determination to win Estella over intensifies, setting the stage for a tense and volatile pursuit. Meanwhile, Estella’s resolve hardens, bolstered by Jonathan’s unwavering support, hinting at a growing bond that offers her solace amid the chaos.

Amid the simmering tensions, unexpected alliances and confrontations may emerge, challenging loyalties and testing the characters’ true intentions. The delicate balance between vulnerability and strength will be explored further, revealing how each character copes with pride, pain, and the desire for control. Readers can anticipate moments of quiet tenderness juxtaposed with underlying conflict, as the story navigates the complexities of power, trust, and the scars left by past wounds.

Cedella

Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella’s storytelling style is immersive and addictive—perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.