After Getting Divorced, I Married into a Wealthy Family

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.

That year, I was ten years old. I watched my father move into the house with his mistress. My mother cried all day long, half sober and half obscured.

At that time, I didn't understand why my mother didn't divorce. When I was eighteen years old, my mother gave me 50% of the company's shares when she was sober.

I realized that I couldn't protect the tens of billions of assets at the age of ten and my mother couldn't protect them either. She could only rely on the affection between her and my father when she was young to protect me as I grew up.

While my heart was broken, I consumed my spirit to heal myself. My heart was stung by the sting of a wasp's tail.

I looked at Richard with a stern look, "Richard, is she so important? Why do you treat me like this?"

At that moment, I raised my head and let my tears flow into my chest.

My mother's tears told me that tearing in front of someone who didn't love you would only be cheaper than tap water.

Richard looked at me, "Quinni, I always thought you were a smart person. She won't threaten your position as Mrs. Hyes. At most, she maybe a little bit aggressive, but you don’t have to be doing the same, do you?"

I looked at Richard and smiled bitterly. Being aggressive he said? His original wife was stripped naked and knelt down. Was that aggressive he meant? And after that, he turned to glaring at me. Wouldn't it mean that he would go to hell to atone for his sins to the mistress?

At this moment, I finally saw the attentive side of Richard, but his heart was only for his mistress.

"Richard, you promised me that you would not do dirty things and would not look for any other women. I married you because you have good self-control and a clean private life. Now you are threatening me with your dad?"

He knew how much I hated men protecting mistresses, but he still didn't care.