When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 78 Overdue Posthumous Note

“Back then, Mr. and Mrs. Wilson committed suicide and you got married. The house was empty. Many people had their eyes on the villa. They took things from it and wreaked havoc. Some even took a step further and tried to take the tiles away!

“I tried my best to guard this place for you and suffered a lot of retaliation. New injuries are added on top of the old ones. Later, a few ruthless gangers almost beat me to death, dragged me to the mass grave, and buried me.”

May’s story shocked Shirley, who clenched her fists. “May, you’ve suffered a lot. Don’t worry, I won’t let them get away with it!”

“Ms. Wilson, don’t be mad. I’m fine. As long as I can see you, everything is worth it!”

The vibe was so good. May and Shirley hugged each other, crying and venting all the grievances that they had suffered for the past four years.

“Then what happened afterward? How did you escape?”

Shirley wiped her tears and asked curiously.

“I was lucky. A kind man dug me from the pit full of corpses and cured my injuries.”

When May was recalling the past, there was a trace of fear and gratitude in her gaze.

“The person who saved me is mysterious. He said that he was entrusted by a big shot and asked me to disappear from Seatle City.”

“A mysterious big shot?”

Shirley frowned and thought hard about who the man was.

After all, the Wilson family was the target of public criticism. Everyone in the world wanted to get rid of it. Who would help at this critical juncture?

“I don’t know either. I want to find him and repay his kindness!”

May added, “Do you think it was Mr. Stewart? Only his family dared to help us back then. You were

his wife. He knew that we were close and couldn’t bear to see you sad. So he saved me ”

“Nonsense!”

Shirley denied. “He had no feelings for me at all. After the wedding, he went abroad, ignoring me

even when I got a cold and fell into a coma for half a month after spending days looking for you He didn’t care about the How could he save you?”

Shirley used to love Braden ardently, making her blind to the fact that his indifference was

unacceptable

Shirley

looks at Shirley, feeling heartache. “I didn’t know you lived such a life in the Stewart family. Mr. Stewart is so cruel to you. Marriage

of Shirley and Braden getting a divorce.

thank that jerk and bitch for waking me up to reality

“How about you? What

to another place at the request of my benefactor. Because I didn’t want to implicate you, I didn’t call you. But as I was worried about the family, I secretly came back, hid in the basement all the time, and pretended to be

worked well. After a few years, no one dared to approach Wilson’s house. Even the neighbors were so

Wilson, did you see it? I did it. I

you. If not for you, the

to blame. I didn’t dissuade Mr. Wilson, Mrs. Wilson from

was blaming herself, revealing

the building. The scene was too tragic and

parents left a note. They asked me to give

that she had kept for four years from an old

is very strange. Madam said that if you are happy in marriage,

note ”

the note to Shirley with a

expression that Iris had before her death

one that Iris could not let go of was Shirley Her sole

who would have thought that the marriage only lasted for four years before it

head and saw “For Shirley” on the

her mom’s handwriting. No one could

in her eyes and

building, Shirley was studying the speed of the electromagnetic

To get the experiment results, she had been in the lab for more than a month. Naturally,

supported her in pursuing a career in

was doing

didn’t expect that when she finally succeeded in the experiments and wanted to share the joy with her parents, she got the news

committed suicide!

with hatred. She hated those who landed the Wilson family in trouble and even her parents who did not leave a

who the enemies were, her grandfather

been four years, during which she was so miserable because her parents left her without saying anything. Shirley refused to go mourn her parents

family.

did leave me a message. It was

their good

cried, she opened the

with a few dozen words. But each word was like a sword stabbing