Madam Winters’s Fight For Her Children

Chapter 915 She raised her hand and forcefully shoved Mabel away. Mabel had not expected Adina to do that. Caught off guard, her whole body collapsed onto the carpet. 

“‘I stopped considering you a mother–in–law in my heart from the moment you decided to cover for Earl. Regardless, you are still the children‘s grandmother, so I will always respect you.” Adina stared down her nose at Mabel. “But, no matter what, you should not have sent Melody into Earl‘s hands. If something had really happened to her, I probably wouldn‘t have held back from sending you to meet Earl.” 

Her face was indifferent, yet her words carried a ruthless determination behind them. “Duke, did you hear that? This is the wife you married, and she wants to kill your mother!” Mabel looked at Duke. Her voice was hoarse. “This witch will only throw our family into chaos. She killed your brother, and now she wants to kill me,” 

Duke coldly said, “The Winters family has always been chaotic. It doesn‘t make a difference whether Addy is here or not. Mother, go back to Ascrialia. If I have the time, I‘ll bring the kids over to visit you.” Mabel became depressed, and her body wilted at this. She still could not believe it. “Duke, your brother is dead, and I no longer have anything keeping me going. Are you still going to send me away?” 

“Then, what do you want to stay here for, Mrs. Winters?” The corners of Adina‘s lips stretched into a cold smile. “The happier our family of six becomes, the more injustice you‘ll feel on Earl‘s behalf. To you, Earl is your only son, so don‘t stay here and constantly give your other son heartache.” 

her chest, and

still unwavering. “Mother, you should pack up for tonight‘s flight at nine o‘clock.”

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Duke‘s hand and looked up at him. “Are you going to hold it against me for how I treated your mother?” Duke placed a hand on the back of Adina‘s neck. Softly, he said, “Addy, I should have sent my mother away sooner. I was too soft–hearted, that‘s why things gradually

into his arms. That day, at eight o’clock, Mr. Brown personally sent Mabel to the Sea City airport. When the children received the news, Mabel had already boarded the flight to Ascrialia. Melody tilted her head, and inexplicably asked, “Mommy, why is Grandma going by herself?”

vacation to Ascrialian farms.” Harold pouted. “There are dairy