Spoil My Errant Wife

Chapter 340 

"Connie, you're talking nonsense!"

Christina was silent for a while.She didn't know how to describe her feelings, her heart pounding rapidly in a semblance to her present shocking and frightening mood.

Her mind went blank as numerous thoughts exploded into a mess.

Christina resisted and retorted loudly with all her might, "Connie, you're talking rubbish!"

"I'm talking rubbish? Hahaha..."

Connie burst into ferocious laughter in despair, "Donald Dickens, tell her, is Christina that little bastard your daughter?"

"Tell her, tell her yourself that Christina is a bastard that no one knows who her father is!"

Connie roared outrageously.

Donald was still sitting on the dining table chair, his face morbidly pale and his lips purple.He stared at them with wide eyes and breathed rapidly.

Betty seemed to be unable to control her emotions as tears trickled down her cheeks and she pleaded, "Stop it, Connie, please stop."

"Why should I stop?"

Seeing that Donald over there remained quiet, Connie couldn't stifle the resentment she had suppressed for many years and allowed it to break out.She jabbered to scold him like a demon demanding her debts.

"Donald, I've been married to you for so many years, and I'm already your legitimate wife, but you've been so focused on protecting that bitch Mary and her daughter.What do you take me for? I did marry you for money, but what else did I do wrong? You saw Mary push me down the stairs with your own eyes, You watched her kill my child!"Seemingly bereaved of her sanity, Connie grabbed the decorative vases and photo frames in the living room and smashed them on the floor.

"You, all of you, gave that bitch a good reputation in the end.But what about me? I'm your mistress; I destroy other people's families, but what's wrong with my child? My son is innocent.But you were with me to infuriate Mary!"

She growled a series of abuse, her heavily made-up face covered with tears.

"Donald, you're the one that is mad! You killed your own flesh and blood, yet you let this bastard call you dad..."

"Enough! Shut up!"

Donald's face was still pallid.

at Connie, who burst into wailing, and he held his

sat opposite Donald with a stiff face as the

"No! Not enough!"

voice was hoarse and

scores with you.That's what Mary's owed me, and what you've owed

makeup was smudged, leaving the tears on her face even more

son is dead! How can Mary's daughter

a sharp pain in his heart seized him.He covered his

sensed something wrong with him and instinctively stood up

Connie suddenly trotted towards them and grabbed

did I scare you by saying

and

Christina tensed instinctively.

soon as she turned her head, Connie was already standing behind her like

nails were shining horribly scarlet under the fluorescent light overhead, and her fingers fiercely clutched Christina's

head and laughed hysterically again as if she didn't care about anything

school, you got kidnapped and almost raped by a few village

pinched by her on the chin and looked at Connie's gloomy

widened little by little as she recalled

night was dirty,

beside her ear became more and more shrill and

the side.You were blindfolded, your clothes torn to pieces, and those old men with rough skin and pressed down on you like wolves.You were scared, weren't you?

die? Mary killed my son.Why don't

Christina froze.

hysterics, as that

accident was hastily put to

found those bandits, they were already

too many and dated back so many years,

in C City, and the Dickens family at

reputation, so Christina had supposed that it was Donald pressured to conceal it taking into account the

to be

arranged the terrible kidnapping,

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