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.

to herself. She must have been really unlucky in this life to have all

continuing. “With the shameless behavior displayed by your ex- husband’s family, I suspect it would be more troublesome if he didn’t die

his words had to be proven right.

same spot she had occupied

her as soon as they saw Mrs. Hardy in order for

Hardy came to the hotel every day after, and every time

the past week in Covenford

puddles accumulated, some of them so deep that they came up to one’s

the citizens chose to use public transport as their main traveling means. In that week itself, no matter if it was peak hour or not, regardless of the subway line one took, everywhere

Mrs. Hardy showed up every day anyway, her presence even more dedicated than the employees of the hotel.

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

the sympathy

out for Mrs. Hardy’s presence had tried to advise her more than once. “Ms. Seymour, why don’t you go talk to your mother–in–law properly? Having her wait at the hotel’s entrance

brushed it off without

guard, his voice anxious as he spoke. “Ms. Seymour,

to interact with the Hardy family, she was forced to attend to

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

on her were completely soaked and plastered to her skin, and