Chapter 75 You Just Make Me Sick
“You’re never wrong.”
Andy clinked his glass against Tilda’s, and they shared a knowing grin.
The two of them were in sync, and every word was like a kick to Wade’s pride.
His expression darkened, fists tightening at his sides.
For the first time, Wade felt cornered—mocked and humiliated right in front of everyone. And worst of all, the perpetrator was his little sister.
It was unbearable.
“Hey, don’t you think you’re pushing this too far?”
Clive hadn’t meant to step in, but hearing Tilda humiliate Wade like that made him snap.
Wade was his friend, after all.
“Clive, are you standing up for Wade now? Ever heard of minding your own business? What makes you think you can interfere?"
“Do you think barging in makes you a hero? Pushing this too far? I’m just speaking the truth. You don’t know a thing, so shut it!”
Tilda knew Wade and Clive were close. But if Clive wanted to defend Wade, she’d roast them both.
“Tilda! You-”
Clive’s face turned red in anger from getting chewed out for nothing.
He actually felt a little sorry for Tilda earlier when he heard Wade’s side of things. For a moment, he had even leaned toward her.
But the way Tilda shot her mouth off wasn’t pleasant.
"Kyla is the best. She’s sweet, gentle, and well-mannered. If Tilda had been like Kyla, she never would’ve said that!”
No wonder the Jensons only doted on Kyla and barely noticed Tilda. The gap between them was huge.
If Clive had been in Wade’s shoes, he would’ve made the same choice.
“Clive, stay out of it.”
Wade finally spoke, cutting Clive off before he could clap back at Tilda.
Clive snorted, turning away angrily.
Wade said seriously, “Tilda, I truly need to speak with you.”
Wow, being calm now?
Tilda frowned slightly. That wasn’t Wade’s usual style.
Maybe he finally learned to play it cool. At least this time, he wasn’t yelling, trying to hit her, or spitting curses like she was trash he wanted gone.
“Oh? But I’m not interested. I’ve got no time for you."
“Talking to a loser like you is way more boring than drinking with Andy.”
Tilda went all in, crushing Wade’s pride without a second thought. Her disgust was plain as day.
Why should she bother? Back then, she would’ve bent over backwards just to hear him out, and he brushed her off.
Now, she didn’t care anymore. She had cut him off and moved on.
But Wade still talked down to her, like she was supposed to listen.
Not this time.
“Tilda!”
After being humiliated again and again, Wade finally snapped. His voice trembled with rage.
“So, the mask is finally off, huh? Wade, this is who you are–no point in hiding it."
“Why bother acting like the caring big brother? You just make me sick!"
“If I hadn’t asked Andy to take my lawsuit, you’d never even look at me."
“Oh, so now that your family’s pride is on the line, you’re getting all nervous? Suddenly trying to act like the loving brother?"
“What do you take me for? Some stray dog that comes running and wagging its tail just because you toss me a little kindness?”
Her words hit Wade like freezing water. He stood there, speechless.
He told himself to stay calm. She had every reason to hate him. But why couldn’t he hold it together?
Clive interrupted, “Tilda, you’re going way too far. Wade has admitted he was wrong. He just wants to fix things!”
“Admitted it? He never means well. I don’t care if he feels guilty. I’m done making peace. The Jensons are leeches to me. I want nothing to do with them!”
Tilda’s words shut Clive down instantly.
“Forget it, Wade. Your sister is impossible. Talking to her is useless. If we stick around, we’ll just get trashed again. Let’s go!”
Clive didn’t want to take another scolding, and watching Wade get torn into like that was unbearable. He tried pulling Wade out of there.
But Wade shook Clive off quietly, keeping his eyes locked on Tilda.
“Tilda, I do have something to say to you.”
Andy spoke up, “Hey man, can’t you take a hint? Bugging a girl after she already said no? That’s not very gentlemanly.”
Wade said nothing. He knew he looked pathetic, but he still had to talk to Tilda.