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 on the

saw

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

trouble. If you scare me into a heart attack, you won't be able

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

Register?

not to touch me. Whether I was a resident here was none of

unreasonable woman was truly

through with force, but was caught and

to register

man's grasp and petulantly bit his arm with all her

weren't an elder, she would have been

people began to voice their accusations, their words echoing in Malaya's ears, making her face turn red with embarrassment. Meanwhile, Jane was supporting

distance, it was clear that a large crowd had gathered here, as

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

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

causing him to have a momentary illusion. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet

his tracks, nearly bumping into a

What was going on?

Was he hallucinating?

hear

was impossible. This was Onistead Laimondi Estate,

this place costs

the security system rivals that of

with authorized facial se

enter and exit; outsiders are

square feet, with a price tag of over ten million dollars. With the cost of renovations, he ended up