Charming Mommy of adorable triplets

Chapter 204

“I want a divorce.”

“Wh-What?” Leila was taken aback, looking at him in disbelief.

Stephen shook the doctor’s hand off his arm and glared at her. “A woman who’s full of lies isn’t worthy of being my wife, let alone stepping into the Vanderbilt manor.” Stephen left the ward without looking back. “Dear, dear!” Leila got off the bed but quickly collapsed on the floor because her legs were still weak. No matter how she cried, she could not make Stephen turn around and come back. She could only sit on the floor and weep bitterly. Upon seeing this, the doctor felt somewhat sympathetic to her experience. “Please get up first, madam.” The doctor helped her onto the bed, and Leila suddenly grabbed his arm, “Doctor, how did I get sent to the hospital?”

“Someone said that you were assaulted and unconscious, so you were sent here to the hospital. However, that person left very soon and only asked us to notify your husband.”

Leila trembled as she was vaguely aware of something.

‘Someone has framed me!’

When the doctor left, Leila was so furious that she swept all the things on the table onto the floor. There seemed to be an invisible cobweb covering her, causing her to fall into a trap without her noticing. This realization of hers made her feel extremely breathless.

of the ward was pushed open

Maisie and Quincy who entered the ward this time around. “Leila,

gradually turned vicious. “It’s you!?” ‘It really is

that you had the guts to

got up angrily and dashed toward her. “B*tch,

a move and brought her under control by pressing her against the floor. After all, he had promised Nolan that he would never let his young wife get

kneel on the floor, feeling extremely reluctant to submit to the overwhelming viciousness. “Maisie Vanderbilt, you dare to do this

“Do you think my dad will believe you?” “Hahaha, Maisie Vanderbilt, you’re nowhere near a good egg yourself, and it seems that your father doesn’t know your true colors. I’ll

gnashed her

have fallen into the trap that this b*tch set up, but I will

received those

expression gradually turned

“If those photos were to get into my dad’s hands, do you think he will still