I Want a Divorce by Nadia Gordon

Lily sneered on the side. “Oh, there are servants here, yet you insist on doing it yourself… If you really feel sorry for her, why didn’t you keep a closer eye on her when she was a child?”

Upon hearing this, Lawrence slammed the table. “If you’re not going to eat, get lost!”

Her parents had done heinous things, yet she still had the nerve to talk here.

“Grandma!” Lily immediately complained to Patricia.

Patricia frowned. “She doesn’t know anything. Why are you scolding her?”

Scarlett, who was angered, said with tears in her eyes, “How can she not know such a big matter? Is she truly foolish or malicious? Only she knows!”

“Your daughter has been found. Is it necessary to escalate things like this? She didn’t die and now has an additional grandmother. If it weren’t for my parents, could she have found a new grandmother?” Lily continued.

Abigail picked up a nearby cup and splashed the water on Lily’s face. “My dad said if you don’t want to eat, get lost. Are you deaf?”

Lily, who was soaked, turned to Patricia and shouted, “Grandma, look at her! Dad! She’s taking advantage of my mom’s absence during her recovery period to bully me!”

“Abigail, don’t go too far. We haven’t died yet, and you dare to bully her in front of me!” Vincent stood up as he was confident with Patricia supporting him.

Abigail looked at him coldly. “What’s wrong with me bullying her? Considering what you both did to me, isn’t it justifiable for me to return the favor?”

“Abigail, you splashed Lily with water this morning. You’re truly uncultured! If you’re not going to eat, get out. Don’t eat here!” No one knew who Patricia was referring to.

leave, or else I’ll have someone come over to settle it

house!” Patricia was shocked by

threatened to have people

“I will fight for my girlfriend

were talking, Lily seized the opportunity to grab a plate

Lawrence and Scarlett

falling onto him.

seeing blood on his face,

kicked a chair away, took a few steps forward, grabbed

hit and bumped

grabbed Lily’s hair and pressed her face

soup made Lily

go!”

Vincent, whose eyes were cold

Abigail released Lily, Lily wanted to scream, but her face

at Lily lying on the ground. Lily’s hands were shaking as she hesitated to touch her own face. Then, Abigail said with a cold snort, “If you dare

rushed to Lily and was extremely distressed. Lily!

My face hurts

not finished with me yet? What qualifications do you have to say that? Old Mrs. Pearson can’t protect you, and your