Chapter 300 Betty's Rival

Annabelle had a wicked heart. "Weren't you in love with Ethan?" Daniel sarcastically asked. "Why are you so eager to take his life now?"

"I've given him countless chances, but unfortunately, he doesn't know how to cherish them," Annabelle clenched her hands tightly. "When I loved him, I could hold him in my hands. But now that I don't love him anymore, all I care about is benefits and value."

Annabelle looked at Daniel with cold eyes. "Since you are my husband, I hope you can stand in the highest position and give me absolute honor and status. After all, I am the Cunningham Family's daughter. I don't want my husband to be worthless, do you understand?"

Daniel's face turned gloomy as he looked at Annabelle posing with nobility. "There's a socialite banquet tonight?"

Annabelle nodded. "Of course, I am the absolute protagonist."

As the Cunningham Heiress, Annabelle's position in the socialite circle now surpassed that of Lisa and others.

"You can accompany me, but don't embarrass me," Annabelle reminded Daniel.

Daniel just sneered without saying anything and then left straight away.

At the San Francisco Hospital.

Wilson and Ethan came to pick up Justin from the hospital and found that Edgar and Joe had arrived early.

Edgar was dressed in trendy streetwear, looking really fashionable.

Wilson smiled at Edgar. "You look good in the outfit today."

Wilson knew that Edgar had designed the clothes himself, so she was complimenting him on purpose. After all, having social skills was necessary for interpersonal relationships in life.

Edgar was indeed delighted and almost jumped out of joy. "Wilson, I designed this outfit myself. Do you like it? It's a couple's matching outfit. If you like it, I can bring one for you."

Ethan furrowed his brows and pulled Wilson closer, looking at Edgar who was trying to get closer to Wilson like an idiot.

"The clothes are nice, you can send them over, and also the outfit you're wearing now. I'll have them sterilized, I won't find them distasteful," Ethan said calmly.

"Ethan!" Edgar always found a way to anger Ethan. "Have you become so poor that you're now resorting to stealing other people's clothes?"

"Wilson, look at Ethan, he's not picky about things anymore because he's so poor. It's terrifying, how is he going to support you? How can he treat you well? Can he still afford to buy you a Hermes bag? If he can't send you a bag every month, buy you jewelry every week, and transfer ten thousand dollars to you every day, then what's the point of this relationship?"

stick. He pulled her aside. "Let me tell you, if a man can't transfer ten thousand

breath. "Um, we don't have an

girls like you," Edgar complained. "Wilson, divorce him, I'll marry you immediately. We can get married right away, I'll treat

want to miss out on this opportunity he

think you

at Wilson, hurt and dejected. "Ethan doesn't deserve your

and doesn't like to talk to others. He's similar to my older brother,

and Wilson were a

match," Edgar

match with," Ethan pushed Edgar aside and went into the hospital room to

smirked and followed

he would need two more treatments at ages ten and thirteen,

eyes became

embraced Wilson. "Mom, I

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then at Wilson, and maturely didn't argue with Justin

down, he also craved love and

well. "Now, Mommy has two healthy little knights. The little knights will work hard to

I will protect

and hugged Wilson from behind. The family of four

stood at the doorway, feeling uneasy. However, he inexplicably didn't want to disturb this tender scene. With

sincerely wanted to be

first time, he has

wanted to win Wilson

Wilson didn't like

like this, even though he had had many

and collided with a girl who had hastily run out

bumped into him with force, hitting her head on Edgar's chin. Instantly,

was he so unlucky

contact with Ethan that has brought him bad

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