Bride Behind The Mask Novel

Chapter 575

Teresa sighed heavily, her reluctance softening into a pout. She puffed her rosy cheeks and asked with earnest, “Manley, why did you say my mom hit you?”

“I saw her hit me, my skin turned red where she pinched me, that’s the proof!” Manley’s eyes were stubborn and livid, his little chubby body shaking with the intent to usher Teresa and Hayes out.

“We’re not friends anymore! Don’t come looking for me! I don’t wanna hang out with jerks!” Hayes and Teresa were pushed towards the door, both of them clinging to the doorframe, refusing to leave.

Teresa rolled/her eyes cunningly, a shrewd glint passing through them as she decided to provoke Manley, “We’re not jerks! Liars are the real jerks! You lied! And you pinched yourself and then blamed everything on my mom! That makes you the jerk!”

Teresa hadn’t spent much time with Manley, but she had noticed one thing at the hospital last week-Manley hated being called a jerk.

As soon as someone described him with that word, he would argue his case fiercely,

Sure enough, as soon as Teresa finished her accusation, Manley’s eyes brimmed with tears, “I didn’t! I did not pinch myself! I didn’t lie, and I’m not a jerk!”

was the one who had been hurt, so why were Teresa and Hayes picking on him and misunderstanding him?

his words tumbling out amidst sobs, “Last night I saw your mom storm into my room, wearing a white dress, hair all wild, like some kind of ghost! She said my mom was the other woman, that my dad didn’t love me, he only

was pinching my arm and spanking me! I was hurting all over, my head was throbbing! Your mom hit me so hard

his sleeve to reveal bruised

on Manley’s bruises and his tear-streaked

every word. Although her mom had repeatedly warned her not to argue with Manley, she couldn’t stand him throwing all these

calling a lioness? I won’t let you talk about my mom

rolled up her sleeves and charged at Manley.

whispered urgently, “Don’t do anything rash! Manley might not

speak a complete sentence so smoothly!

are you doing? How could he not be lying? My mom

his gaze serious and defiant, “Stay back, I’ll handle