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."

that Amelia had hidden herself upstairs

words and saw Steven standing up against

she were being

support, Amelia slowly made her way into a dark corner like a staggering elder, curling up and hugging her knees, wanting to hide herself from the world. "Amelia? Amelia?

saw Amelia sobbing, curling into a ball like a kitten. Her maternal instincts kicked in despite never having children of her

you crying

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

Lovett seems to hate me. Am

Don't belittle yourself! That old hag's eyes and ass had switched places, so she can't see how much of a treasure you are! Don't get

her stepmother's straightforward

smiles!" Sasha reached out to wipe

Sasha was pissed.