Hannah didn't try to hide her feelings. So it was easy for Angelina to read them.
It was obvious that she wanted Angelina to get married to a rich man that could help them have a
better life.
Hannah had thought of this ever since Angelina grew up to be a beautiful lady. She started blooming a
few years ago.
She prioritized marrying rich over anything else but Angelina strived to study hard and get good grades.
Angelina persuaded them to let her pursue higher education with the promise of earning more.
Upon hearing this, Angelina said impatiently, "Mother, I've already told you that we're just regular, old
friends! Will you just let it go? Because it's never going to happen. Do you think that I'm that type of girl
that every man will fall head over heels in love with? There are so many more beautiful women out
there."
This was the first time that Angelina had said so much to her family and her tone was dripping with
sarcasm.
Angelina just wanted Hannah to let it go. That was why she had spoken so much.
Surprisingly, Hannah suddenly stood up and raised her voice. "Well, now I see why you don't want to
come home. It looks like you've been busy with other people. You look down upon us, don't you?
Are you sure that you're just being friends? A regular friend wouldn't drive you back so late. Plus he
drove you back. Do you think that I'm just some three-year old child that can be fooled easily?" Hannah
shouted angrily.
Jacob chimed in, "Angelina, are you that rich person's mistress?"
Although he spoke in a low voice, everyone in the living room could still hear what he had said since
the living room was so small.
The more Jacob thought about it, the more likely he thought that it was true. 'Otherwise, why would
Angelina insist that they were just friends?' he thought to himself.
He knew a little about the situation of being a mistress. A mistress was similar to a secret lover. They
couldn't reveal their relationships with their respective lovers.
Angelina's face turned gloomy. 'Why are they so selfish and greedy? Can't they just want what's best
for me?
Being a mistress? If I were a mistress, it would be bad for the reputation of the Li family if the public
finds out.
Is money all they care about? Shouldn't reputation be important to them too?' thought Angelina.
When Hannah saw the look on Angelina's face, she started to consider that Jacob might be right. It
didn't help that Angelina didn't try to deny it either. She posed, "Is Jacob right? Are you the mistress of
a rich man?"
Angelina felt hopeless upon hearing this. She didn't want to explain anything anymore. "What if it's
true? What if it's not true? It doesn't matter because either way you're not going to listen to me so I
don't care what you say." After which, Angelina promptly turned and left the living room.
"How dare you talk to me like that? We raised you and now that you have other people with you, you
have the nerve to talk to me like that. How can you be so ungrateful?"
Hannah was irked when she saw Angelina leave for her room.
"Jacob, do you really think Angelina's the mistress of a rich man?" Hannah asked with much
uncertainty as she looked at Jacob.
Jacob frowned. Then he said casually, "How should I know? But I don't think there's any other
explanation. I really did see her get out of that expensive car."
As Jacob thought of the luxurious car, he couldn't help but be excited.
'There's nothing else I love more than luxurious cars, grand villas, and an endless amount of money.
I used to only see those kinds of cars on the internet. I didn't expect I would ever get to see one in real
life!
Angelina even got to sit inside it!' he thought.
"Yeah, Angelina's most likely the mistress of a rich man. We need to take advantage of this. This is a
good opportunity for us," Hannah said.
The rest of the family grew excited as they thought of how their lives were going to be better once they
had taken advantage of Angelina. Meanwhile, Ashley wasn't in the same boat as them.
It was the weekend so Ashley didn't have work. While Amaia had originally wanted to ask Ashley to go
shopping with her, she couldn't as she had something else to do. Thus Ashley was left home alone on
a weekend.
Ashley was sitting alone in the sofa, holding a pillow in her hand, and eating a bag of potato chips.
A hot soap opera was showing on TV. While Ashley was seemingly watching, her mind was off
somewhere else—particularly, she was thinking about Andrew.
Andrew hadn't come back for a week. He still hadn't called Ashley either. This was the longest they
hadn't talked since they got married.
Ashley wasn't worried at first but as the days passed, she started to become more irritable.
'Is he really tired of me like what Lena said?
Is he not interested in me anymore? Is he choosing Lesley now that she's back?
After all, this is not the first time that I've heard that the Lu family and the Feng family have arranged
marriages. Andrew and Lesley grew up together so it wouldn't be a surprise if they end up falling in
love with one another.
In addition to that, Lesley is the first lady in J City.
Lesley and Andrew practically grew up together. They're a match made in heaven, '
Ashley thought, feeling upset.
As she stared off into nothing, she tightly embraced her pillow.
Sitting on the table in front of her was a steaming bowl of congee. However, Ashley seemed to be way
too deep in her own thoughts to notice it.
Suddenly, Ashley stood up. The pillow on her lap fell on the bowl on the table.
Bang! The bowl fell to the ground.
"Ah!" Ashley cried out.
Thankfully, there was a blanket on the floor that cushioned the bowl's fall. Still, it was broken.
The congee had spilled all over the floor. Luckily, Ashley was wearing pajamas or she could have been
burned.
Still, some congee had splashed on Ashley's feet which made her jump. She took a few steps back.
Some parts of her feet were now red and swollen.
Upon hearing the noise, Claire quickly dropped what she was doing and ran out of the kitchen to check
on Ashley.
"Miss Mu, what happened?" Claire asked.
When she saw the congee on the floor, she then said, "Are you okay? Miss Mu, were you hurt? I'll get
you some medicine right away."
Ashley hadn't eaten that day so Claire decided to cook congee for her. She hoped that Ashley would
eat it but she didn't expect that it would spill on the floor.
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