She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 706: Turns Out It's His Wife

Recently, Malaya had been away from home, as she is currently squatting outside a high-end villa community.

Hunched over, she hid in the lush green bushes, the bright red windbreaker contrasting sharply with the green trees, creating a striking scene.

Feared being recognized, she deliberately wore oversized sunglasses to cover half her face.

As the year drew to a close, the temperature dropped day by day. A gust of cold wind blew, causing her to shiver involuntarily. She tucked her neck into her collar and rubbed her hands together. She muttered complaints while nestled in the bushes.

"This weather is freaking freezing."

"If it wasn't for that vixen, I wouldn't have to endure this."

"Damn George, if I catch you with another woman, you'll be sorry."

As she spoke, Malaya felt a tickle in her nostrils and couldn't help but sneeze.

"Achoo."

The sound was as loud as thunder, impossible to ignore.

This was a high-end villa area, naturally equipped with professional bodyguards and surveillance systems, so her commotion quickly attracted attention.

A middle-aged man in a navy blue security uniform noticed her and strode over, his gaze fixed on Malaya's figure.

Knowing it was no longer safe, she should have been smart and left immediately. However, she didn't wait for George or the "vixen" she was looking for, so she couldn't bear to leave. So, thinking that she wouldn't be found unluckily, she continued waiting.

While waiting for George, the security guard arrived instead.

Unbeknownst to her, he stood right behind her and abruptly patted her shoulder, his voice stern as he questioned, "Who are you? What are you doing crouching here?"

almost startled Malaya into

in fright, her face pale as she looked back and saw it was

patted her chest with one hand, gave the man a disdainful look, and then with hands on her hips, scolded like a

me into a heart attack, you won't

a resident here? If so, why aren't you using the access card? If you're a visitor, at the very least

Register?

dumbstruck and raised her voice defensively, yelling, "I warn you not to touch me. Whether I was a resident

and unreasonable woman was truly

Malaya lowered her head and tried to push through

no matter who you're looking for, you still need to register your name and contact number. Unauthorized personnel are not

off the man's grasp and petulantly bit his arm with

she would have

voice their accusations, their words echoing in Malaya's ears, making her face turn red with embarrassment. Meanwhile, Jane was supporting George, who had been beaten and bruised, as they walked in

that a large crowd had gathered here,

couldn't fathom that it would be his own wife; with his arm around his lover's shoulder, he walked provocatively past Malaya.

way towards George, shouting in anger, "George, tell me, who

ears, almost causing him to have a momentary illusion. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh

stopped in his tracks, nearly bumping

What was going on?

Was he hallucinating?

he hear his

his head, thinking it was impossible. This was Onistead

place costs

security system rivals that of a presidential palace.

with authorized facial se

enter and exit; outsiders are strictly

with a price tag of over