Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 153 Dew’s eyes instantly turned red. She bit her bottom lip, and her eyes became teary. She looked like a beautiful woman who had just wept.

She took one step forward and complained about her grievance. “Duke, when you left the banquet early last night, you didn’t take me along. In the end, Mr. Johnson sent me home. Do you know how inappropriate he was? He leered at me and even grabbed my hand! If I hadn’t put up a strong resistance, he would’ve dragged me to a hotel!” Duke finally looked at her. “Why did you try to resist him?”

Dew found herself speechless.

The question nearly choked her. Was it not normal for her to resist? Why did he ask such a question? But since Duke had asked her, she needed to answer properly. She blinked, and her tears fell. “Duke, I’m not an easy woman. Our night five years ago was caused by an accident. I regretted sleeping with a man before getting married too, but what could I do? You were drunk that night, and you were so strong. No matter how I fought back, I couldn’t escape. If I were given another chance, I wouldn’t have entered the wrong room.” She spoke as she sobbed. It was as if she could faint at any moment from all that crying.

Duke was so annoyed that he massaged his forehead.

That night five years ago was also the thing he regretted the most in his life.

If he did not have George and Harold, he would have kicked Dew out of Sea City.

appearance was a constant reminder of his

night five years ago was a mistake, and it doesn’t mean that I can

man.”

moved forward and hugged

“Duke, I love you, so I can’t accept any other man. Please let me be your woman, okay?” Duke smelled the pungent scent of perfume, so he raised his arms coldly and shoved Dew away. Dew did not expect this man to be so heartless. She took a step back but tripped over a chair and fell down

“I’m the boys’ mother. You slept with me, and I gave you

took off his

perfume on his coat was too strong, and

can and curled his lips into a sneer. “I know very well what

voice was deep, and his eyes were piercing. “If you don’t like Mr. Johnson, there’s also Mr. Smith, Mr. Miller, and Mr. Jones. There