The First Heir

Philip was full of anger and his face turned grim.

It seemed that Martha had already forgotten the lesson from before as she dared to treat Mila this way again.

Martha was also flustered at the time, especially when she saw Philip rushing in from the door. The latter’s face was full of chills, which reminded her of her beating in the living room that night.

Damn it, why was the timing so coincidental!

“That, Philip, hear me out…” Martha tried to explain.

However…

Philip rushed over, waved his big hand, and slapped Martha angrily!

Smack!

This slap could be said to have exploded directly in the living room.

The old ladies all jumped from the sofa and hid aside in fear.

They were dumbfounded. Was Philip not a wastrel? How dare he hit his mother-in-law?

“What are you doing? How dare you hit Martha? You’re too disrespectful!”

One middle-aged woman wanting to please Martha stood up at this time and pointed at Philip arrogantly.

a cold stare and said sternly, “Get lost! I don’t care how you flatter her and please her, but I can tell you this, this is my home. Whether you’re qualified to

Arrogant!

Brazen!

old

to be so arrogant. This is Martha’s house. Who

You’re just a useless man who lives off his wife and even dares to hit his mother-in-law. We must go

something. We’ll take care of this son-in-law for

ladies was excitedly pointing at

had already rushed in at this time. She was holding

stared at Martha angrily and scolded, “Mom, you’re too much. This is the second time I’ve seen

especially with that slap from Philip that made her lose her dignity

be impossible

As expected…

now? You dare to hit me? I’m your

friends saw this scene, they rushed over enthusiastically and began to help Martha chase and insult

full of anger. Facing these middle-aged women, he really dared not to do anything.

women got serious, they were akin to gangsters

he could only defend

him! Beat up this b*stard! He dares to

bash him! We’ll avenge Martha

their sleeves and began to fight Philip. They scratched his hair, pinching

angry when she

to the group of middle-aged women who were constantly chattering

Wynn shouted

stopped and looked at Wynn