A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Jean looked around the rented house. It was as dirty as a garbage dump

Afraid that Jean would get angry, Mandy smiled to give her some reassurance. "Please don't mind the mess. It will be very tidy after thorough cleaning."

Mandy walked towards Jean and tried to hold her hand. Her eyebrows furrowed when she spotted the injury on her hand. Hastily, she asked, "What happened?"

"It doesn't matter." Jean dodged the question.

Mandy smiled bitterly in response and looked at her empty hand. She couldn't help but say, "Jean, why didn't you tell me that you came back? I could have cleaned the house in advance."

"Come on!" Jean sneered. "I would be more than happy if you wouldn't gamble anymore."

"What else can I do?" Mandy narrowed her eyes at Jean. "I am already old enough. My children are no longer around. Even Aron has left me, and I really don't know what else I can do."

While she was saying this, she tried to squeeze out a few tears, but failed in her attempt.

Jean rolled her eyes in contempt. She could see through Mandy's obvious trick. "Stop acting in front of me. Do you think I'm as idiotic as Julia? While Dad was still alive, you were gambling every single day. If I hadn't covered up for you, then you would've been caught a long time ago."

Only Julia was foolish enough to think that Mandy was so affected by her husband's death that she used gambling to numb herself.

In fact, Mandy was just an innate gambler.

She looked at the girl in front of her and was reminded of herself when she was Jean's age.

am not

eyes widened at Jean, shocked that she almost blurted out

already know what I should be doing. You don't need

I still care about you..."

her wrist to look at her watch. "It's already lunch time,

don't have to do that. There is still food left in the fridge. It's been a while since you last tasted my cooking.

Jean interrupted impatiently. She looked at Mandy with a frown. "I've already reserved seats for

eat in Mandy's

annoyance, Mandy didn't protest anymore. Silently, she followed Jean into the

private room for them. After ordering, she looked at Mandy and asked,

answered, "Julia is a

two hundred thousand dollars. But I lost the lot in a few days. I will be calling

about this? I can Julia for more money and you can rent a

every time you asked for it?" Jean asked,

nodded. "Julia always gives me money. Even if she looks cold, she is still a dutiful daughter. She was the one taking care of me while you were abroad

me for not supporting you?" Jean asked, raising

her hands to brush off the accusation. "I can support myself for the

so that they slept together. And I didn't need to marry him. But I didn't expect that his company would rebuild itself and become

anger. If she had known that