Chapter 56 Who Do You Think You Are?

Meryl went to bed late last night and took a nap at home early in the morning.

Her phone rang like a reminder to wake her up.

Meryl frowned and answered the call.

Bianca's tone was not good. "Where have you been hanging out these days?"

Meryl's voice sounded lazy. "Since I'm married, of course I live in my husband's house."

Meryl said she was married, but the Stone family didn't believe

her.

Bianca wondered, "Meryl loves Dalton so much. She won't marry another man. I am worried that Meryl would make a fuss again after hearing about Dalton and Lydia's marriage. Now that the date has been set. It will be bad for everyone if the quarrel continues. I have to persuade her."

Bianca was too lazy to argue with Meryl about this matter. "You need to come home. I bought you two sets of clothes."

Meryl was stunned. She thought, "Bianca would buy clothes for

Chapter 56 Who Do You Think You Are? me? I'm curious about what clothes she bought."

breakfast at home before

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on bed? Did you feel too tired to get out of bed in the morning?" Thinking of last night, Meryl blushed. "We didn't sleep last night. Chandler went on a business trip and won't be back for a

"You should have bought a

big shot. Why don't you hold on to him? Besides, how can you bear to watch Chandler leave like this?" Meryl's face flushed red. She subconsciously looked at her

she touched Chandler's

about you? Have

call. He is deliberately avoiding me."

There was still time for

talking, the car stopped at the Stone

Are? hung up the phone and got out of the

here today. The

room, the servant had just served the fruit. People stopped talking when they saw Meryl.

wedding recently. She had taken a

than

days ago. But Lydia covered it with makeup. The Stone family didn't know that she had been beaten. The farce in the hospital was kept secret. Seeing Meryl come in, Lydia

her lightly and then

away.

on the sofa and ate the fruit that

you,

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