After Getting Divorced, I Married into a Wealthy FamilyChapter 1
In the third year of marriage, a female college student, Afro Cartier, came to my door and shouted, "So this is the old woman who seduced Hyes!"
The woman grabbed my phone and threw it to the ground. In the next moment, a group of female college students swarmed over and held me down. "Strip her clothes off and throw her into the yard, see if she knows shame."
I screamed with all my strength and finally curled up on the ground. I let them punch and kicked me.
When Afro came back, I was kneeling in front of the mistress in embarrassment. She just frowned and helped me up, "The girls were jealous and they have bad tempers when they are bothered, so don't mess up with them."
I raised my head, "Why should I bother them?"
Afro sneered immediately, "Then you should try it."
Watching their backs hugging and leaving, I turned around and called the police. "Hey, I want to report a crime located in 10-meter suburbs of California. Someone broke into the house and beat me."
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I went to the hospital to check my condition and got the injury report. Afro and her friends were taken to the police station.
I rejected the doctor's suggestion of intravenous infusion and took the medicine home. I held the pill in my mouth and the bitterness just spread on the tip of my tongue.
When Richard Hyes came back, he walked up to me and glanced at me, "You’re six years older than Afro, how can you be so ignorant? Don't you care about the face of our families? Go to the police station and withdraw the case."
He handed over a paper, "You don't want your father-in-law's scandal to be on the headlines tomorrow, do you? If your mother-in-law knows, she will go crazy again."
I flipped through the photos and documents handed over by the man and my eyes sank.
My father had always been bearish and the women he had slept with could be so much trouble.
After a provocation at home, my mother was pushed down the stairs and lost her eight-month-old son in her belly.
My mother had not had a miscarriage yet and the fact that my father's mistress gave birth to a son hit her so hard. She became mentally broken. How could she not when she borne such a blow?
The poor man who supported her wholeheartedly betrayed not only the vows of love, but also her beliefs.