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.

have been really unlucky in this life to have all that misfortune inflicted upon

“With the shameless behavior

course, his words had to be

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

been notified by the security guard–after the last incident, she’d specially informed the guards to call her as soon as they saw Mrs. Hardy in order for her to

day after, and every time she came, she would squat by the entrance for

for the past week in Covenford as it

city, stagnant puddles accumulated, some of them

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,

such less–than–ideal conditions, Mrs. Hardy showed up every day anyway, her presence even more dedicated than

curled up in a ball to minimize the chances of her getting wet from the rain. When she was hungry,

garnered the sympathy of quite a

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

without giving much thought to it.

anxious as he spoke. “Ms. Seymour,

how much she did not want to interact with the Hardy family, she was forced to attend to the

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

on her were completely soaked and plastered to her