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.

in this life to have all that misfortune inflicted upon her.

meddling when I say this but-” Dylan hesitated for a while before continuing. “With the shameless behavior displayed by your ex- husband’s family, I suspect it would be more troublesome

course, his words had to

the Regal Dynasty again, squatting in the same spot

already been notified by the security guard–after the last incident, she’d specially informed the guards to call her as soon as they saw Mrs. Hardy in order for her to be prepared

that day, Mrs. Hardy came to the hotel every day after, and every time she came, she would

had been raining heavily every day for the

one of the areas affected by the hurricane. All over the city, stagnant puddles accumulated, some of them so deep that they came up to one’s calves.

conditions making driving inconvenient, most of the citizens chose to use public transport as their main traveling means. In that week itself, no matter if it

anyway, her

wet from the rain. When she was hungry, she would take a few bites of the

the sympathy of quite

Mrs. Hardy’s presence had tried to advise her more than once. “Ms. Seymour, why don’t you go talk to your mother–in–law properly? Having her wait at the hotel’s

Larissa brushed it off without giving much thought to it.

day, she received another call from the security guard, his voice anxious as he spoke. “Ms. Seymour, please come

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

Hardy, who had fainted, had been carried into the hotel lobby and was now lying on the couch

and plastered to her skin,

separated into