The First Heir

At this moment, Martha had been slapped silly by the furious Charles. With her cheeks burning with pain, her eyes flickered with avoidance as she looked at Charles while asking, “What do you mean who he is? Charles Johnston, are you f*cking crazy? How dare you hit me? I’m your wife!”

Martha was annoyed. Without a care in the world, she struggled to fight with Charles.

Charles was furious. He had never felt that his wife was so unreasonable before. She did not know how to observe her surroundings and the people around her.

Smack!

He slapped her again, and this slap contained all the frustrations that he had bottled up for half a lifetime. Martha stumbled to the floor from the slap. She covered her mouth. Several teeth with fillings were knocked out at this moment, and blood gushed from her mouth.

“Boo-hoo, good for you, Charles. Not only have you turned your back on me but you also dare to hit me. Are you still human? I’ve been with you for decades. I gave birth to your children and run the household. Now, you’re treating me like this?”

Martha was aggrieved and cried loudly.

sat on the floor and kicked up a big

say that? What have you done for this family in the past 20 years? All you think about is letting your daughter marry into a rich family. All you think about is how to deal with your son-in-law! If not for the fact that you’ve been with me all these

cursed without stopping. After so many

did this madwoman not use

raised Wynn for more than 20 years? Who fed, clothed, and schooled her? Philip Clarke? Son-in-law? He’s just a piece of trash! A loser through

if I had to drug her, I should’ve poisoned the child

He said solemnly, “Shut up, you inhumane shrew! You’re going to be

was dumbfounded by

eyes. She tore at his clothes and shouted, “What did you say? How dare

Martha wailed and cried.

her hand off fiercely and said determinedly, “We’ll get a divorce

Martha bawled