When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0234

Chapter 0234

Hansel looked Ingrid up and down, then sneered, “Didn’t you say your stomach hurt? You look just fine to

me.”

Under his sharp gaze, Ingrid felt as though her clumsy act had been completely exposed. “You weren’t home, and I had no one to talk to. I felt so lonely-”

Hansel cut her off, uninterested in her plea. “If you’re lonely, read a book or study. Do something. Aren’t you a student? Don’t you have classes? Aren’t you supposed to be preparing for grad school?

“You seem to have plenty of free time. Martha looks busy. Why don’t you go help her out?”

Ingrid fumbled for words, unable to respond.

Hansel’s dark eyes were cold. He had seen through her tricks too many times. They were too shallow and pathetic!

He then turned to leave, but Ingrid threw herself at him from behind, her arms locking tightly around his waist. Hansel could feel her softness pressing against his back.

“Hans, don’t go. I haven’t seen you in so long. I really miss you. Stay with me, please? Even if you hate me, do it for the sake of the baby…”

away, his disdain nearly pouring from

behind my back and contacted my mom. I haven’t

flickered. “I’m sorry,

warning you–behave, or I won’t hesitate to kick you out of this house right

figure was as cold and unfeeling as

steady herself. She silently reminded herself to endure it all, Marrying Hansel was her only way out, and

She couldn’t lose.

afford

few seconds, she managed to calm down. She remembered that Hansel loved

she caught the smell of alcohol on him. He must have drunk quite a bit

chance to cater to

that Martha had brought him, but he still felt

been empty for half the day, so it twisted painfully. He then finally got out of bed and

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his body filled him with a

barked. When he didn’t hear a response, he shouted again, impatiently this time,

and didn’t eat anything this morning, so your stomach must be hurting. I went

coming downstairs, Ingrid eagerly emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of soup. But before she could finish, Hansel slapped the soup out

as the scalding soup splashed onto the expensive wool rug, with