Chapter 6
Chapter 6
John Miller was stunned.
His gaze slowly moved to the ground, where the ashes he had kicked around now lay scattered under Emily James’s foot.
His eyes were filled with disbelief, suspicion, and terror.
Emily took advantage of the situation, grinding the ashes under her feet and even spitting on them with malice.
She covered her face, still red from my slap, with eyes full of venom.
ah Black, you really are something! Always acting like a shrew, hitting people just to scam money from John. You even staged the whole da hospital to embarrass him.”
“It’s pitiful that John has you as his wife!”
“And now, with your mother dead, you come here to cause trouble. Aren’t you afraid of retribution for being so vite?
“Maybe your mother’s death is just the start of your punishment… Ah!”
I slapped her hard, making her spin around.
Humiliated and enraged, she covered her face and tearfully complained to John, “John, look! She hit me again! My face hurts so much, you have stand up for me!”
Her affected performance was nauseating!
Of course, only a sleazy man would fall for such a charade.
John, his face flushed with anger, raised his hand to retaliate on behalf of his mistress, but I held up a cremation certificate, freezing bure an es
The certificate clearly stated the name of his mother, my mother–in–law.
He stood there, frozen, his eyes wide with disbelief as he trembled and asked, “Is this… real?”
“It really was my mother who died…”
Seeing John still not reacting, Emily shook his arm in frustration.
“John, who cares about your mother? Mother–in–law isn’t your real mother! It’s just an old woman who died, so what’s the big dead. Aber
“Get away!”
John shoved her aside, crying out in anguish as he collapsed to the ground.
“Mom!”
He fell to the floor, desperately trying to gather the scattered ashes.
But the ashes, scattered all over, were impossible to collect
He sat on the ground, overwhelmed with grief
Suddenly, he noticed the ashes on Emily’s foot and seemed to remember how she had kicked over the ashes, spat on them, and tried theum.
His eyes turned red with rage as he violently grabbed her arms and three bar saule.
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Chapter 6
Emily seemed to finally grasp the situation, and with a sly look, she began to stir up trouble again.
“John, it must be Sarah who caused your mother’s death! She’s always up to something!”
I crossed my arms, watching coldly, my heart feeling icy.
The ashes were not really my mother’s; they were just some lime I picked up from a construction site.
My mother–in–law was a good person, who had a hard life. After finally enjoying some happiness, she was killed by her own son’s vile scheming.
I couldn’t let her be desecrated even after her death.
