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 fleeing

her face pale as she looked back and saw it was just a security guard, not worth

the man a disdainful look, and then

a heart attack, you won't be able to handle

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

Register?

touch me. Whether I was

domineering and unreasonable woman was truly detestable, quickly attracting

head and tried to push through with force, but was caught and pulled back

for, you still need to register

the man's grasp and petulantly

elder, she would

her face turn red with embarrassment. Meanwhile, Jane was supporting George, who had been beaten and

was clear that a large crowd had gathered here, as if something had

his own wife; with his arm around his lover's shoulder, he walked provocatively past Malaya.

her way towards George, shouting in anger, "George,

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