Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 424

Fidelia shuddered, the memory making her instinctively shake her head and bite her lip. "No! I don't want to!"

The last time she'd been punished and made to kneel, she'd ended up with a fever, rambling nonsense all night, her back aching so badly she thought she might just die. Now that she'd finally recovered, she had no desire to go through that ordeal again.

"Exactly!" Fowler nodded, his tone firm. Then he added, "Even if you really hate Effie and want to do something to her, you can't make it obvious, understand?"

"Dad... I thought you..."

"Thought what? That I'm so magnanimous I'd just let someone bully my own daughter?" Fowler let out a low laugh, his expression turning a little sinister. "Now's not the time. We'll deal with this later."

"Okay, Dad, I understand." Fidelia, tears and snot streaming down her face, immediately tried to throw herself into Fowler's arms for comfort.

But Fowler wrinkled his nose and pushed her away in disgust. "Come on now, that's filthy."

Marcia had been married to Fowler for years; she knew exactly what was going through his mind.

wipe your face first-get those

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wipe anything. You're going to walk in there just like this. That way, your

away. In fact, you should keep thinking about sad things all the way back-keep

determined to follow

returned to the main

Fidelia was in an even worse state-sobbing, sniffling, even letting a bubble

a cold huff. He glared at them and said, "What's going on here? Anyone passing by would think someone in this house has

and Fidelia scrambled to wipe their faces

tone sharp. "Go clean up in the bathroom before you embarrass

the three of them rushed

they finally

what do you propose we do about this? It might have been a misunderstanding, but what that Crawford boy did not only

under her breath, "What's it got

on the table, making the tea set rattle with a loud