My Weak Wife Is a Real Goddess

Ronald left.

In the afternoon, the application he submitted had been processed.

After packing up his few things, Ronald left the school.

He was looking forward to the future and even had various plans in his mind. He was confident that he could escape from his current situation so that he and his mother could live a better life. From then on, he would never have to bear the reputation of being an illegitimate child, let alone be bullied by others.

Ronald returned home as fast as he could.

A lively smile finally appeared on the young man's usually quiet and expressionless face. He pushed open the door and shouted, Mom, we can move now!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the scene in the room and froze on the spot. He felt as if his feet were filled with lead, and the blood all over his body seemed to stop flowing.

At that moment, something shattered into pieces.

It was a young man's dream.

Mam Sesto the Face

Many Slaps to the Face

The small and shabby rental apartment was in a mess. Everything breakable had been smashed, and there was practically no room

for him to step in..

A haughty noblewoman was sitting on the sofa with a group of people. She was elegant like the queen of a country.

His mother's hair was disheveled and her cheeks were red and swollen. Obviously, she had taken many slaps to the face and could only beg for mercy.

kind and let

immediately shouted, "Why did you come back? Hurry up

gritted his teeth and walked in step by

to beg

ground. There was an unspeakable meaning in his tone. He looked at the noblewoman sitting on the sofa and said word by word, "I was the one who caused your son to be paralyzed for the rest of his life. If you can,

homewrecker who had brought her

driven him and his

best to make him and his mother homeless. They made sure that even if he

Crops to the

be able to find a job to

a waiter or washed plates, they would threaten his boss. and make him

the end, the two of them had no choice but to sell food by the

mistress' son often

them.

who couldn't bear it anymore, made a mistake and pushed him down the steps, causing

of his

and then as if she had gone mad. She had even spared no effort to hire gangsters to beat them

was the

beg, at least he would regret

straightened his back and stayed

torture you bit by bit until you die! I want the two of you to be trampled under my feet

the woman raised her well-maintained hands

so tough, go

"Yes, ma'am!"

of bodyguards immediately