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.

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

Dylan hesitated for a while before continuing. “With the shameless behavior displayed by your ex- husband’s family, I suspect it would be more troublesome if he didn’t die than if he did.”

words had to

again, squatting in the same spot she had occupied the

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

she failed to intercept Larissa that day, Mrs. Hardy came to the hotel every day after, and every time she came, she would squat by the entrance for the

the past

the hurricane. All over the city, stagnant puddles accumulated, some of them so deep that

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 in the city was overcrowded.

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

close to the wall. She was curled up in a ball to minimize the chances of her getting wet from the rain. When she was hungry, she would take a few bites of

pitiful appearance had garnered the sympathy of

was helping Larissa keep an eye 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 giving

guard, his voice anxious as he

not want to interact with the Hardy family, she was forced to attend to the situation downstairs.

Hardy, who had fainted, had been carried into the hotel lobby and was now lying on the couch where the guests rested, her eyes closed.

her were completely soaked and plastered to her