The First Heir

Philip’s voice was not loud. He smiled at them apologetically.

Even so, his words left everyone in the room stunned.

Martha especially looked at him like he was a ghost. She felt terrible all over, and she burst out swearing, “Damn you, Philip, no one asked you! Get the hell out!”

Martha was beside herself with fury.

Philip was such a blabbermouth.

“Compare yourself to Paula’s son-in-law! Do you think you have any right to speak?” Martha roared at Philip furiously.

“If you weren’t so useless, would I embarrass myself in front of my family like this? I must have been blind to accept a useless piece of trash like you as my son-in-law back then!

“Look at her son-in-law, look what he bought for her! What about you? Have you ever bought me anything? How can you say such nonsense on top of that? If you want to go to the party, you can go by yourself! I’m not going!”

As Martha howled at him, Philip lowered his head helplessly.

It seemed his mother-in-law was dead certain that he was a good-for-nothing now.

Next to them, Paula enjoyed the show, chuckling to herself coldly. The irony on her face intensified.

She pretended to say kindly, “Come on, Martha, don’t keep venting your temper on poor Philip like that. You know what they say, a girl is only as good as the man she marries. It’s not Philip’s fault, it’s Wynn’s fault for choosing the wrong man.”

the blame

her own right. She was blatantly picking

angrier when she heard

years ago was already enough to make her lose all face in front of her

was her daughter who insisted on marrying Philip Clarke, by hook or

he turned out to

fault, stupid girl. You just had to insist on marrying this useless piece of trash! See what you’ve done? I don’t even dare to go home now because of

of me as your mother, I want you

you not? Why do you have to keep bringing

mother talk to her like that, especially in front of

back

too and left the

it was

he was still an

who was standing in the corner quietly. Juan gave Philip a

then had now fallen to

behind on the floor, throwing a tantrum as she wailed, “You heartless little witch! Your father and I raised you all those years, and this is how you treat us? Why did you marry that useless

the floor too, so she hurriedly tried to

She just pointed at Philip and wailed like she

could do, so she just gave up.

Wynn! Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with

way Martha saw it, someone as hopeless as Philip should never have married her

a good man instead, then she would be living the good life in a bungalow just like her sister