Your Love Is But a Dream

After stepping out of the Zachman residence, Katrina dialed the driver's number and asked him to pick her up. Since the driver had just left, it did not take long for him to return.

Seeing the suitcase in Katrina's hands, the driver hurriedly got out of the car and placed the suitcase into the trunk.

Katrina entered the car and looked out of the window, staring at the brightly lit villa disconnectedly.

"Let's go. Take me out of this hellhole," she said, looking away. Exhausted, she leaned against the seat and closed her eyes.

The driver did not dare to say much. He quickly uttered a brief response and drove off.

As the sound of the engine drew farther away, Martha went downstairs grimly.

Shirley was sitting anxiously on the living room couch when she saw Martha approaching.

Hurriedly getting to her feet, she began, "Mrs. Zachman Senior-"

her and slapped

reddened. She covered her face and stared at Martha, surprised by

got in return was a disdainful laugh and another slap from Martha. She stood frozen to the spot,

Shirley. She looked at the latter disgustingly, saying, "You disgraceful woman! I'll make you

and know your place.

because my son is on your side doesn't mean you can do all sorts of nonsense in this family. Who do you think

we're casually providing for. Do you really

after forcing

not to turn a blind eye

held Shirley and

and shaking her head, looking as if

show up. It

more Shirley thought about it, the more anxious she felt. It was as if things were no