The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Despite how much Steven wanted to stay to accompany Amelia, he could not turn a blind eye to his mother's condition and took her to the hospital. After the intense family drama, the spacious living room exuded a suffocating tension.

Celeste clenched the hem of her shirt tightly with her right hand and grabbed Mila's arm with her left hand, unable to utter a word after a long time.

"Celeste... Are you alright?" Mila rubbed Celeste's cold hand.

"I'm fine." Celeste's voice was dry and trembling.

"Although the Iverson family is a den of vipers, the Lovett family isn't much better!"

Mila shook her head indignantly. "Wyatt had even assisted them in their early years. I thought they would genuinely feel grateful to our family, but now it's clear that they've raised an ungrateful wolf cub. Steven is a good man, but his parents and brother... Sigh! I'm afraid Amelia would be bullied if she marries into that family!"

"Mila, don't say it anymore."

Celeste closed her eyes with tears, shaking her head in guilt. "It's not Steven's or anyone's fault... Blame me if you must. I'm useless and powerless, unable to give my daughter a happy marriage."

had hidden herself upstairs in the

and saw Steven

if she were being

elder, curling up

maternal instincts kicked in despite never having children of her own. She pulled

are you crying alone

her pitiful appearance causing distress to Sasha's heart. "Aunt Sasha... Is it

to hate me. Am I that

so she can't see how much of a treasure you

sad, but her stepmother's straightforward words cheered her up

the spirit! Our Amelia looks the best when she smiles!" Sasha reached out

Sasha was pissed.