Chapter 1243

Aubree's provocation caused Roxanne to clench her fists. The children were nearby, so she tried to avoid a scene. Ignoring the children, Aubree continued, "Since they're here, they should see what a bitch you are. Lucian is engaged to me, but you won't let go! Did you forget you had children out of wedlock? You have no right to be with Lucian!"

Roxanne's expression darkened. "Are you finished?"

Aubree glared, poised to continue, but Roxanne stepped forward, her face impassive. Fear constricted Aubree's throat. The realization that she was afraid of Roxanne fueled her rage. "Hit me if you dare!" she yelled.

A cushion struck her face. Aubree stopped abruptly, her face grim as she turned toward the source. Even Roxanne was surprised.

"Evil woman! Wicked witch! Don't you dare bully Mommy!"

Unseen by the adults, the children had approached the couch and begun throwing cushions. Though they threw several, only one hit Aubree. Even so, Aubree seethed with rage. "Bastards!"

"Wicked witch! Leave our house! We might be young, but we're not afraid of you!" The children glared defiantly.

Aubree's face contorted. "I almost forgot about you pouring water on me! How dare you provoke me again today?" She glared at Estella. "You ingrate! I'll punish all of you!"

"Come on! We're not afraid of you!" The children stuck out their tongues. "We think you're the one clinging to Mr. Farwell!"

Aubree's fury intensified. She stormed toward them. "You little bastards! I swear I'll teach you a lesson!"

The children ran, unafraid. Roxanne wouldn't let Aubree hurt them. Before Aubree could pass, Roxanne blocked her.

"Get out of my way!" Aubree snarled. "You failed to teach them, so let me discipline them!"

Roxanne stood firm. "They are my children, and I don't need your help. Besides, I don't think they did anything wrong."

Aubree scoffed. "Well, it's understandable they're rude with a homewrecker for a mother."

A sharp slap landed on Aubree's cheek. Shock widened her eyes. "How dare you hit me?"

"Why not?" Roxanne retorted coldly, delivering another slap. Before Aubree could react, she received a third. Aubree was livid.

"Good job, Mommy!" the children cheered, clapping excitedly.