Marriage With A Evil Heart

“Alice, you… you are my own sister. After all, I’ve taken care of you for so many years, and your tuition has never been cut off. Do you have no conscience, treating me like this?” Sherry’s tone softened for a moment. “Look at where we are today. What choice do I have? Could we have ended up like this if we had a good family? Do you know why I ran away back then?”

Alice shrugged off her earlier triumph, raising an eyebrow. “Everyone has their own fate. If it weren’t for what happened back then, you wouldn’t be in this situation today. Don’t tell me how good you were to me at home. Did you treat me well at home? Hmm?”

As Alice spoke, Sherry’s mouth twitched slightly, and she lowered her gaze.

“So today, I just wanted to move your cheese. Do you really think I can’t beat you, right? I was just to give you another chance to see how you would treat me. But what about you? Did you show any mercy when you attacked me just now? You even called us ‘real sisters’?” Alice suddenly and without warning slapped Sherry. “Consider this slap as payback for that thing from our childhood, okay?”

Sherry’s face turned to the side, and it looked painful. She glared at Alice but couldn’t utter a word.

Like a lunatic, Alice abruptly sat next to Sherry, holding Sherry’s arm and resting her head on her. She softly said, “Oh well! Enough of the game; I’m hungry! Sherry, I want to eat something. I’ll watch the kid; you go make something delicious! Mr. and Mrs. Brown are not at home, so we have to treat ourselves, right?”

I was speechless, truly an eccentric family, shameless to the core.

After finishing her words, Alice took Charles from Sherry’s arms, kissed his little face, and I felt a sense of discomfort. What kind of twisted person was she?

I turned away from the phone, unwilling to watch any further, and lay down for a while.

I have to kick these demonic sisters out as soon as possible.

When Sherry came back, she brought Charles with her. I took him and casually asked her, “Why were you out for so long?”

She explained with a smiling face that she was looking for a house for Alice. I didn’t press further, knowing she was lying; Alice wasn’t someone she could easily drive away.

I observed her expression while she was cooking in the kitchen, and she seemed a bit absent-minded. I assumed she must have gone to confront Adam, but judging by her demeanor, she likely didn’t come out victorious.

I secretly rejoiced; with pressure from both internal and external sources, her attention wouldn’t be solely on me.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

When I picked up Oliver from school today, I didn’t see Amelia, which puzzled me. Oliver, probably aware that I was picking him up today, ran out unusually early. He saw me from afar, and his face brightened up immediately. He ran over and held my hand.

I happily ruffled his hair, and his big eyes were filled with joy.

Some parents who knew him asked, “Oliver, who is this?”

He glanced at me and proudly said, “My mom!”

It was evident he was pleased.

On the way home, I kept chatting with him, and he answered my questions promptly. I was glad I made the decision to pick him up; it was undoubtedly a wise move.

When I returned home after work, Alice came back by herself. I deliberately asked her why Robert didn’t come back with her. She appeared docile, staying close to me, helping with taking care of the children. She informed me that there seemed to be an issue at the company, and Robert was exceptionally busy today, so she didn’t dare to ask when he would finish.

Just as we discussed, Robert’s call came in. He told me about some problems with the equipment sold to the hospital and how it was causing a lot of trouble. He apologized for coming home late.

After consoling him, he hung up the phone.

I thought to myself; it must be the matter that Albert mentioned, causing Robert a lot of stress.

Indeed, Robert came back very late. As soon as he entered the room, his phone kept ringing, and he impatiently hung up.

It seemed like a significant issue had worn him out. Absent-mindedly, he asked me, “Are the kids asleep?”

“They went to bed early! The two brothers played until very late, and the younger one refused to sleep no matter what!” I reported with a smile, still playing the role of the diligent wife. I added, “Do you want something to eat? I can make it for you!”

He shook his head, casually tossing his phone onto the cabinet near the bathroom door, and undressed to take a shower.