Her Worst Nightmare

nced coldly, “It is stated in the agreement that you will clean out the house. Move

own her cheeks, her whol

onial home. She checked into a hotel and contacted her aunt who

here. However, she just came to the realization

ut to catch a cab b

nd of it, it was her mother-in-law, Cherry, laughing gaily with another. “Are y

dy opposite her mother-in-law. It was Angela. She was shyly nodding her head seemingly

g, it will be great for my son, and yo

for your

alling m

ngela sweet

ughter-in-law. I’m

of paper. It seemed like her heart had been sev

gela! With only two glasses of drink, she then became muddle-head

by Angela and her mother-in-law to pu

nvest in the Leonards Group, and her mother-in-law w

ent, Cynthia suddenly ap

the pale face of Cynthia, she must have heard their co

city to return?” Cherry

you have to do this?” With ey

ithout shame. “Cynthia

athetic. Do you really think that Jude likes you? Keep your head out of the clouds. You are merely hi

have been signed. Our family does not welco

ort. Hand it over to me.” Cynthia g

ind. She let out a scoff, “Wait right here, I’ll get it for y

The last person the Leonards family would like to see was

a. “The reason Jude married you was because your father held the shares in

male. Cynthia raised her palm to slap her face. Angela was quick to react as she grabbed her wrist. “You are not qualified

u… including Jude?” Cynthia burst into tears. It felt like her heart w

cret. His car accident was faked. The one who was fulfilling his physical needs every single day was

husband had actually slept at Angela’s place every night? All those days Jude was on a business trip, all the various excu

arranged for me last night?” Eyes brimming with

atter who the man was last night. What’s import

ho it was… ” Cynthia worked herself into

hooker said that another man had already entered your room. He didn’t want to engage in a t

to check the security cameras.

yesterday were faulty.” Angela smiled gleefully,

pale as snow. Their

th her passport and tossed it at h

unresigned and was in misery. She felt that this was all detestable to the point where she was u

e one of you.” With tears streaming down he

d Angela’s eyes met each other’s for a moment. At l

****

s later, t

up a placard at

“Cynthia Lawson, Chief Designer.” The lady anxious

usively on those ele

ing a trolley. On the trolley were two large luggage. On top of the luggage

hair gathered in a loose bun, looking neat and simple, with a clear

, although he was only three or four years old, he

ir of onyx-colored eyes giving off a confident aura, pointed nose, tender, pink lips, a

glance at this little boy would

carry him o

ike that aunt is h

le. Although her son may be youn

ctedly, four years later, sh

ment when she left. Now she returned

ardships, only she alone was aware of them. In the span of four yea