The Returning Ex

The traffic thinned out when night came, and they came back to Flintstone Residence not long later. After the servant rang the doorbell and talked to the guy inside, they opened the gates for the car.

Matilda was in her room, frustrated. She tried to call the mercenary today, but nobody took the call. Did they do it? At least give me an update! She kept pacing back and forth until her servant came knocking. “What is it?” she said impatiently.

The servant said, “Old Mrs. Constance is here. You might want to see her.”

Matilda was stunned. “She’s here?”

Isn’t it supposed to be William? “Is William here?” she asked.

Only her and her servant,” the servant

recalled the look of disdain Old Mrs. Constance gave her during the fight

never done this to her. No matter what happened, he would always end up apologizing if she got angry, but now he

Nobody had ever done that to her in her life, so she couldn’t let it slide this

her room, and a while later, the

there? All the more reason she didn’t want to be there. Her mother kept chastising her during dinner earlier, saying she was a socially inept and ungrateful lady. “At this rate, you’re going to

hear that. How could she say that when I’m the one who’s hurt? She wouldn’t go down now, or else her mother would reprimand her in front of Old Mrs. Constance. I’m not an idiot. There’s no