Chapter 200 - Wished to Die

"How are you feeling Roselyn?" Ariana asked as she walked into the master bedroom. "Fine. I'm already stir crazy. That bastard hit my Pascal and I want to pop him one. Right in the throat! I wanna see him on his hands and knees gasping for air! I'm on mat leave, does he think I'm afraid of him?! I don't care if I get fired! He'll have to pay me out along side with a years worth of mat leave! Between you, me and the bed post, I don't think he has the funds to pay me out." Mrs. Dabney said with a raised a fist as she sat comfortably in bed. Veins had popped out around her knuckles.