Sweet Subterfuge by Trina Duo

Chapter 38

Larissa was stunned for two seconds before realizing that he had completely misunderstood her.

She explained hurriedly. “No, I don’t want to kill him-” Then, she told him about everything that had happened today.

On the other end of the phone, Dylan, having realized his mistake, blushed in

embarrassment.

He covered his mouth with his hand, coughing lightly before regaining his

composure.

“To be honest, I’ve been handling divorce cases for so many years, but I’ve never encountered a situation where the husband dies halfway through the court ruling process. Of course, your ex–husband is not dead yet, but in the event that he does, the normal procedure would be to continue the inheritance process. As for how much money you would get from the property, you’ll have to wait until the lawsuit is

over and settled.”

The process sounded very long to her. Larissa couldn’t help but sigh in frustration.

really unlucky in this life to have all that misfortune

I say this but-” Dylan hesitated for a while before continuing. “With the shameless behavior displayed by your ex- husband’s family, I suspect it would

words had to be proven right.

the Regal Dynasty again, squatting in the same spot she had occupied the last few times she was there, lying in wait

last incident, she’d specially informed the guards to call her as soon as they saw Mrs. Hardy in order for her to be prepared and leave secretly through the hotel’s emergency back entrance. But Mrs. Hardy was more patient

Mrs. Hardy came to the hotel every day after,

had been raining heavily every day for the past week

All over the city, stagnant puddles accumulated, some of them so deep that they came up to one’s calves.

week itself, no matter

day anyway, her presence even more dedicated than the employees

her getting wet from the rain. When she was hungry, she would take a few bites of the buns

sympathy of

more than once. “Ms.

Larissa brushed it off without

day, she received another call from the security guard, his voice anxious as he spoke. “Ms. Seymour, please come downstairs! Your

she did not want to interact with the

been carried into the hotel lobby and was now lying on the couch where the guests

soaked and plastered