The First Heir

Martha was dumbfounded at Philip’s words

‘Lucky?’

‘Why did it sound like a dog’s name?’

Philip was not going to let her sleep in the doghouse, right?

For a moment, Martha panicked. She quickly grabbed Philip’s arm and said with a smile, “Son-in-law, don‘t be ridiculous. I’m your mother-in-law, after all. And I’m Wynn’s mother. How can you bear to let me stay in a doghouse? It doesn’t sound good if word of this spreads out.”

Martha laughed and the wrinkles on her face squeezed together, looking very ugly.

Philip turned his head, pulled his arm away from Martha’s grip, and said coldly, “Do you think I’m joking with you? Do you think I brought you back to enjoy life?”

Thump!

Martha panicked and stammered, “Isn’t that so?”

appearing at the corner of

dragged Martha away. This caused Martha to panic. She struggled desperately and shouted, “Son-

just forget about it? Don’t worry, I’ll keep an eye on her and won’t let her cause any

scoffed. “Charles Johnston, are you

question because he felt a hint

you doing? Hurry up and say something for me. I don’t want to stay in the doghouse! Hurry up, you piece of trash!” Martha

glared at Martha, and said, “I won’t beg anymore. This is all

side. He was determined not to care about this matter

“Ah!”

are you still a man? I’m your wife! Your wife is being bullied and you’re turning a blind eye. You useless

son-in-law, I was wrong. I was really wrong. Don’t

Wynnie finds out that you’re treating me like this, she’ll be angry too. How will you explain it to

“I know what to say to

away. She squealed like a pig the entire way. Martha was taken by two bodyguards in black suits