A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Later on, the puppy had accidently bitten Jean while they had been playing. Although its teeth hadn't penetrated her skin, she had grabbed the puppy and flung it into the oven.

She had stood and refused to help as the helpless animal had screeched and burned inside.

Mandy then had ordered the maid to throw the oven away. From then on, they had never bought another oven.

Mandy pursed her lips upon remembering the memory.

Jean grunted at her mother, "You can't win without sacrificing something in return. Terence will come back to have dinner tomorrow. You can come over too. Then..."

Jean whispered her plan in Mandy's ear. Her mother paled as she heard the plan.

Mandy stared at Jean with her mouth wide open. "Are you really going to do this?"

"Of course." Jean flicked her hair and coldly replied, "We have to be ruthless. I don't want to cause myself any trouble."

Mandy frowned and looked at her in concern. "But you just had your stitches removed and you've barely even recovered..."

Jean dryly scoffed, "That's why I have to do it now. Otherwise, Terence would never feel sorry for me."

Jean refused to listen. Jean gave her mother a menacing look. "I just want to

and stammered helplessly, "You've already made

as we're done eating, you're going home with me," Jean

delicious, she didn't feel like

Tracy was cleaning the kitchen when they arrived. From the living room, Jean called her, "Tracy,

and washed her hands before making the tea.

cup of the tea in front of Mandy. When she was about to place the other cup,

on the table. It's very hot. You should drink it later,"

matter. Give it to me," Jean ordered,

loosen its hold on the cup. She saw the tea spill all over Jean, and a piercing painful scream penetrated the silence. Before anyone else could react, Mandy pulled Jean to the

was very hot. Although they had planned for this to happen, she had to make it believable in order to live

as she saw her daughter crying. Although she knew that Jean had staged for this to happen,

own flesh and blood. She had carried her in womb her for nine months, birthed her, and raised her. She felt a wrenching pain in her heart upon seeing her daughter

how to react. When she was about to apologize, Mandy slapped her in the face and bellowed, "What the hell is wrong with you? You can't even hold a cup of tea properly? Don't you know that Jean needs her hands to earn money? If you hurt her, then you should take full

Tracy panicked. She didn't expect that Jean would let

she felt that Jean loosened the cup on purpose. Even though she was crying, Tracy could see

think that you are the owner of the villa? I can't believe that you've decided to take revenge on Jean. She's Terence's guest. I