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A bratty kid actually poured coffee on me, “Beat the bad lady!”
My phone got knocked away during the scuffle, and that brat picked it up to smash it playfully.
My expression darkened. I’d rushed back this time without bodyguards, never expecting this chaos.
I said firmly to the crowd, “I’m not the nanny. This is my child with my current husband.”
But the accusations kept drowning out my explanations.
I struggled to stand up, trying to leave with my child first.
Unexpectedly, someone pinned me to the ground.
Gary’s leather shoes appeared before me as he looked down condescendingly. “Apologize to Kathleen.”
I fought violently, only to be slapped by Gary. “Elizabeth, Kathleen is carrying my child. She’s the hero of our Perez family.”
“Keeping you as Mrs. Perez is already giving you enough respect. If you dare bully Kathleen using your position as my wife, everything you have can be taken away anytime.”
For some reason, my mind flashed back to that night three years ago-
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when I’d eagerly waited for Gary’s return, only to learn about his child with Kathleen.
Gary had promised me before leaving home that what happened with Kathleen was just a slip–up. He’d cut ties with her and come back to our family.
My heart was already shattered, but I gave him another chance only because his mother once saved my life.
Yet I never imagined Gary would abandon our infant to me–treating me like a nanny–just to accompany Kathleen abroad for her studies.
The thought fueled my rage, and I struggled fiercely against his grip.
Then Kathleen hypocritically helped me up. “Gary, let Elizabeth go. I don’t blame her.”
She smugly rubbed her belly. “After all, I’ve been hired by the Baker group. When things get busy, I’ll still need big sister’s help at home.”
My eyes darkened. “Which Baker group?”
Seeing me ask this, Kathleen grew even more smug. “Elizabeth, have you seriously lost your edge after all these years raising kids? Look around San Francisco–is there any other Baker group?”
“My direct boss is Dylan, the wealthiest man in New York.”
“Later, I’ll just coax my boss a little, and he’ll hand over billion–dollar contracts to the Perezes. Gary’s company will definitely thrive.”
Gary held Kathleen in a doting embrace and kissed her. “Kathleen’s our little hero!”
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He then looked at me scornfully. “Hear that? Demand an apology from Kathleen now?”
I curled my lips and stated flat–out, “She’ll never get into the Baker group.”
Back then, Dylan nearly blew these scumbags away. If I hadn’t felt indebted to the Perezes and stopped him desperately, the Perez group would’ve been crushed by Dylan ages ago.
Still your boss?
How could Dylan allow someone who hurt me into the Baker group?
Their faces paled. Kathleen protested indignantly, “How dare you say that?”
I cast a cool glance at them. “Because I’m Dylan’s wife.”
Before I finished, Gary ordered bodyguards to drag me out of the airport and shove me into a car. “You’re my woman. Who said you could fantasize about another man?”
“Seems I’ve been too lenient with you!”
I was hauled back to the Perez manor and forced to kneel before the
cemetery.
Gary pulled out a thorned whip and savagely struck me.
“Years ago, my mother saved you. She pitied your suffering and made me marry you into the Perez family.”
“Have I ever mistreated you? I only got involved with Kathleen to continue the Perez bloodline. Yet you dare defy wifely duties, claiming
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