He Regretted Kicking Me And Our Babies Away by David Ellison

Chapter 137 Address Me as Your Sister–in–Law

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Andrew had spiked the lotion with alcohol, causing over a dozen female employees to suffer severe skin issues, only to end up drinking a mouthful of high–concentration alcohol himself, nearly losing his life in the process. All thanks to Caroline.

Caroline, however, looked genuinely puzzled. “Me? What does this have to do with me?”

She hadn’t done anything. She had resigned herself to bearing this blame, having no interest in fighting with Andrew. Besides, David wouldn’t help her. The less trouble, the better.

Yet Andrew now acted as though he was the victim.

“Quite the actress, aren’t you?” Andrew sneered. “Caroline, I admit you’ve got some tricks up your sleeve. You’re still holding onto your position as the Ellison family’s eldest daughter–in–law. I underestimated you this time, and you got the better of me!”

Caroline still didn’t quite understand what he was getting at.

But the past is the past. I might not be able to do anything to David, but Andrew? His half–brother? He isn’t beyond my reach!

If nothing else, she could at least win the verbal battle.

Feigning surprise, she asked, “Oh, Mr. Andrew, what did you just call me?”

“Caroline!”

said with a raised brow. “I’m your

was immediately

a distinguished clan that values hierarchy. Based on seniority, I’m your sister–in–law. Yet here you are, calling me by

his teeth. “Don’t push

began to ache again, forcing him to clutch

didn’t know or care about his discomfort. All she cared about was hearing him call her “sister–in-

to say it or not?” Caroline asked, her voice calm but

sister–in–law isn’t so

you call me that or not is yours.” Caroline smirked

as if he might grind his teeth

enough, now he was being forced to

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a stand–in bride, someone who might be kicked out at any time. But I am a true Ellison by blood, would always be

forgot to mention–I’m recording this conversation. Whether it reaches David, or my mother–in–law, you’ll

choice. Gritting his teeth, he