On each banner there was a sentence, and the upper one read, "STEW IN YOUR OWN JUICE."

The lower one said, "SHOOT YOURSELF IN THE FOOT."

The meaning was obvious!

Charlotte was so angry that her eyes were flaming intense hatred and her whole body began to ache.

Jamie's face also turned sullen after reading it.

Only Katelyn couldn't help snickering, feeling extremely satisfied.

However, when she laughed, the two people in the ward instantly turned their eyes to her, and Charlotte's face even turned purple from anger.

Katelyn's smile froze and she hurriedly adjusted her expression.

"Ahem, this woman was outrageous. She clearly doesn't respect we Matthews family. Honey, if you don't teach her a lesson, there's no telling what she'll do that's even more shocking!"

Just as she spoke, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

A man in overalls gently pushed open the door and asked, "Excuse me, is this Miss Charlotte Matthews' ward?"

The three in the ward looked at each other and Katelyn asked, "What's wrong?"

"We have a delivery from Miss Carroll. Beautiful flowers specially prepared for Miss Matthews."

After saying that, the man waved his hand to someone behind him.

Immediately after, a group of staff carried a bunch of funeral wreaths into the ward under the Matthews' suspicious gaze.

Soon, the whole VIP room was filled to capacity.

The whole thirty-two wreaths were placed in front of Charlotte.

"This...you guys are too..."

Katelyn tried to say something else, but Jamie gave her a furious glare, so she had to cover her mouth with resentment.

The flower delivery staff completed their task and bowed politely, "Please take your time to enjoy, and we look forward to seeing you next time."

She had been wished to be dead, so how could there be a next time?

She got roasted by Lyra!

Charlotte's heart was about to explode due to anger.

"Get out! Get out..."

these wreaths into the faces of those people, but she had just undergone surgery and could not move her body,

bitch! She had gone too

stewing in her own juice, send the wreaths to imply that she

way over

Bitch! Throw them out, all of them. Cough

rage. But before she could calm herself down, she saw clearly the photo in the middle of

being embarrassed in her ripped dress ripped

How harsh!

of her embarrassment at the party and her being ridiculed

"Arrrggg! I'll kill you!"

teeth ferociously,

...

through the main entrance, but through the security corridor. She had just reached the corridor when her

Melvin who followed all the

the two bodyguards saw this, they immediately

by Lyra, "No, you two can go have a rest,

bodyguards left, Lyra flung off Melvin's hand and rubbed her wrist casually,

his face sullen. But the first thing

men and you? Bodyguards? Whose men are

confused she was. This man followed

she

They were hers?

Lover?

And two!

know what you

This wasn't decent?

you forgot that we are divorced, and my business is

said I was

he really was

way to retort, Melvin had to change the subject, "What did you

"What text message?"

her eyes, as if

planned this? Having

laughed and raised her eyes to meet his; a smile suddenly

"What do you think?"

around and left. Her figure looked proud and dashing. She dropped a few more words while walking. "Pay more attention to your fiancée. She lacks psychological endurance. I gather she won't be

wanted to catch up, but

"Boss."

looking for him, with a somewhat solemn

went to the empty

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