The Wrong Woman

Chapter 986

It appeared that Thelma was the one responsible for splashing Imogen with dirty water.

With her face twisted in anger, Thelma viciously shouted, "Imogen, tell your mother that if she ever dares to bother my son again, I'll make you suffer. Let's see who can be more ruthless."

Suppressing her emotions, Imogen silently wiped the dirty water from her face.

Thelma and her husband, Henry Kingsley, had forcefully taken possession of their family homestead, but Imogen chose not to intervene.

Despite the ongoing conflicts between Imogen's parents and Thelma's family, she opted to stay out of the fray. Even as tensions between the two families escalated into legal battles, Imogen remained aloof.

Imogen was well aware of how these individuals preyed upon her family's vulnerabilities-her father's disability, her mother's limited education, and her own lack of academic qualifications, financial resources, and skills.

Despite enduring their constant bullying in the past, being directly drenched with dirty water was a step too far. Enough was enough.

Imogen's life seemed like a never ending series of calamities-her family's homestead had been pillaged, her educational opportunities were stolen, and even the man she loved was torn from her grasp.

Was she fated to endure such perpetual misfortune?

grabbing her forcefully by the hair and dragging her toward the

easy target, Thelma had

and almost too fast to track. With a firm hold on Thelma's hair, Imogen propelled her into the murky waters of the

senses, intensifying Thelma's outrage as she plunged into its

reverberated through the silent moming, attracting

surface, she put on a facade of

the commotion, accusatory glances and murmured conversations swirled around Imogen, casting

like daggers at Thelma.

remorse is warranted. Do not mistake my patience for weakness. Push me too far, and your entire family will know no

of Imogen's

virtue is crucial in life. Otherwise, karma will inevitably catch up

leave, she discovered herself surrounded by neighbors and curious onlookers. Moving through the crowd, Imogen was

steps faltered as she came face to face with a couple, their

his thoughtful gaze framed by glasses. Beside him stood a woman adorned in extravagant attire, her pregnancy evident. Clutching the man's hand, she fixed Imogen with a challenging

gaze locked in a silent confrontation