Sweet Subterfuge

Chapter 38

Larissa was stunned for two seconds before realizing that he had completely misunderstood her.

She explained hurriedly. “No, I don’t want to kill him-” Then, she told him about everything that had happened today.

On the other end of the phone, Dylan, having realized his mistake, blushed in

embarrassment.

He covered his mouth with his hand, coughing lightly before regaining his

composure.

“To be honest, I’ve been handling divorce cases for so many years, but I’ve never encountered a situation where the husband dies halfway through the court ruling process. Of course, your ex–husband is not dead yet, but in the event that he does, the normal procedure would be to continue the inheritance process. As for how much money you would get from the property, you’ll have to wait until the lawsuit is

over and settled.”

The process sounded very long to her. Larissa couldn’t help but sigh in frustration.

been really unlucky in this life to have all that misfortune

a while before continuing. “With the shameless behavior displayed by your ex- husband’s family, I suspect it would be

had to be proven right.

Regal Dynasty again, squatting in the same spot she had occupied the last few times she was there, lying

soon as they saw Mrs. Hardy in order for her to be prepared and leave

every day after, and every

had been raining heavily every day for the past

affected by the hurricane. All over the city, stagnant puddles accumulated, some of them so deep that

to use public transport as their main traveling means. In that week itself, no matter if it was peak hour or not, regardless of the subway line one took, everywhere in

Mrs. Hardy showed up every day anyway, her presence even more dedicated than the

the wall. She was curled up in a ball to minimize the chances of her getting wet from the rain. When she was hungry, she would take a few bites of the buns she’d brought along with her. And when she was thirsty, she would

sympathy of quite a

advise her more than once. “Ms. Seymour, why don’t you go talk to your mother–in–law

off without giving much thought to it.

received another call from the security guard, his voice anxious as

did not want to interact with the Hardy family, she was forced to

lobby and was now lying on the couch where the guests

clothes on her were completely soaked and plastered to her skin, and her

separated