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."

daughter's mind, but Jean refused to listen. Jean gave her mother a menacing look. "I just

helplessly, "You've already made up your mind. What else can

as we're done eating, you're going home

she didn't feel like eating as she thought about

drove back to the villa after finishing their meal. Tracy was cleaning the kitchen when they arrived. From

before making

The maid gently placed the cup of the tea in front of Mandy. When she was about to place the other cup, Jean ordered, "Give it to

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

matter. Give it to me," Jean

and a piercing painful scream penetrated the silence. Before anyone else could react, Mandy pulled Jean to the sink and turned the faucet on so that the cool water could minimize

pain, the tea was very hot. Although they had planned for this to happen, she had to make it believable in order to live a comfortable life

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

nine months, birthed

"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

that Jean would let go of the

inappropriate to say this, but she felt that Jean loosened the cup on purpose. Even though she was crying, Tracy could see the faint

mustered in all the anger she could and raised her voice. "You are so unreasonable. Do you 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 don't care whom you worked for in the past.