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

“With the shameless behavior displayed by your ex- husband’s family, I suspect it would

had to be proven

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

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

after, and every time she came, she would squat by the entrance for the entire

day for the past week in Covenford as

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

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 was peak hour or not, regardless

less–than–ideal conditions, Mrs. Hardy showed up every day anyway, her presence even more dedicated than the employees of the hotel.

corner close to 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

appearance had garnered the sympathy of quite a

was helping Larissa keep an eye out for 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

it off without giving

the security guard, his voice anxious as he spoke. “Ms. Seymour, please come downstairs! Your mother–in–law has fainted!”

she did not want to interact with the Hardy family,

had fainted, had been carried into the hotel lobby and was now lying on the couch where the guests rested,

her were completely soaked and

separated