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Gwendolyn did not want to reveal these things to Felicia, but Juliette was a very talkative child. Before Gwendolyn could stop Juliette, the latter had blurted everything out.

Felicia's lips trembled as she was shocked to her core, listening to Juliette.

“Triplets? Aren't you amazing? Wait, no. I should be impressed by that old man. No wonder you're dressed in such miserable clothes. It must be costing you a fortune to raise three kids, I suppose?”

Felicia smiled smugly at that thought. So what if she's alive? I'm not afraid of her.

Juliette took in Felicia's disdainful look. Then she glanced at her mother's expression. She had a feeling that Felicia was not Gwendolyn's friend.

Juliette pouted. “Gwen, is she not a friend of yours? Why does she look at you with such an unfriendly gaze?”

Gwendolyn stared at her daughter. She did not wish for Juliette to witness this scene.

As much as she hated Felicia and her mother, Gwendolyn was reluctant for her three children to inherit that hatred from her. Instead, she wanted them to grow up healthily and happily.

“Have your meal, Juliette. I don't know her, so let's not talk to a stranger.”

so she heeded Gwendolyn's words and focused on eating her food in silence

She had never

existence. Judging by Gwendolyn's current state, she was having enough trouble surviving, much less capable of seeking revenge on Felicia and her mother. Gwendolyn was now nothing like the prestigious

time, Felicia decided not to waste any more time talking to Gwendolyn and her

brushed her hair with her fingers and

be sure to invite you to my wedding, so do bring along your three children. There will be more delicious food at that time during my wedding day.” Feeling proud

away afterward

to become pregnant. In the end, she could not bear to abort the children, so

day for the past six years to afford the cost of raising three

and she wished to see the vicious mother-daughter duo getting tormented in hell, but she did not have the ability to do so. That sudden helplessness and grievances overwhelmed her

contrast to her wretched condition, Felicia was about to marry the most authoritative man in Avenport. Gwendolyn had a hard time

was being unfair to her because those who did

here,

from behind. Then he said to the handsome man next to him, “Mr. Lowen, this is Ms. Ashton, who returned

his hand to Patrick. It was only then that

Her outfit was simple, but compared to her miserable appearance of