My Scheming Pampered Wife - Chapter 259
Angelica dahurica lay on the hospital bed with a splitting headache and tried to open her eyes.
What strikes the eye is a piece of snow-white, and there is a pungent smell of disinfectant.
Doctor… Hospital!
How could she be in the hospital?
Then the brain tingled. What happened in the morning was staged in her mind bit by bit. Her face was ferocious, distorted, hated, sad, painful and desperate… With the memory of yesterday, it was constantly intertwined and staged.
Lu Jianhao’s face was gloomy, the old classmate of the hospital was away, the middle-aged doctor’s vicious tone, and when he returned to Lu’s house, the old man, Mrs. Lu and Lu Xiaoya
These expressions of anger or schadenfreude are like big mouths, biting her blood and her meat
She got out of bed crazy, ran to the shelf by the door of the ward and took out today’s newspapers and magazines.
One report after another, shocking, all about the news that she used fake pregnancy to deal with Lu Xiaoya. Her heart was vicious and her heart should be killed. Her body was decadent and soft. The whole person fell to the ground, covered her face and cried sadly.
It’s over, it’s all over. All her efforts in marrying Lu’s family for nearly 20 years have been in vain
In the newspaper, the reports of Lu Xiaoya and Ji Li still occupy a large page after three days. Her brilliance reflects her more and more dark
Lu Xiaoya, it’s all Lu Xiaoya, a little bitch.
She got to where she is today, thanks to Lu Xiaoya, a bitch.
Suddenly the door of the ward opened and Bai Yihuan came in with hot water.
When I saw Angelica dahurica sitting on the ground crying, the bottle in my hand fell to the ground with a bang.
“Mom!” Bai Yihuan hurried forward to help Angelica dahurica.
Angelica dahurica looked at her daughter with tearful eyes: “Yi Huan…”
Bai Yihuan asked with concern while holding Angelica dahurica: “Mom, are you okay! I’ll call the doctor. ”
My father sent someone to inform my mother as soon as she entered the hospital yesterday.
She never thought that her mother would be in potential danger of mental illness!
Angelica dahurica was filled with despair and pain. She hugged Bai Yihuan and cried loudly: “Yihuan, your father wants to divorce me. He wants to divorce me…”
Her heart seemed to have been gouged out by others. She paid for her and was heartless for him.
Bai Yihuan was startled and suddenly widened his eyes: “Mom… How is this possible? Dad is sincere to you. How can he divorce you? It’s impossible…”
In her memory, Lu Jianhao resolutely abandoned Ye Lan, who was born in a famous family, for his mother. He didn’t even mind that his mother took his own child with her and insisted on marrying his mother.
After their marriage, Lu Jianhao and his mother have always loved each other. Lu Jianhao even has few lace news. How can Lu Jianhao, who is so affectionate to his mother, divorce his mother.
Bai Yihuan’s words undoubtedly gouged out the meat in her heart: “your father told me personally, Yihuan… What should I do? What should I do… I can’t divorce your father, can’t… ”
Mrs. Lu’s face suddenly appeared in front of her. It was all the old woman’s choice!
It’s all her!
Bai Yihuan looked at Angelica dahurica as if it were split by thunder. For example… If she divorced, she would never have so much money to spend, and she could no longer bring precious jewelry. She could only be like those people on the roadside stall, picking and picking clothes for tens of dollars, and cosmetics could only be used for more than a hundred
She could not help shivering and shivering.
Angelica dahurica held her daughter in tears: “Yi Huan…”
The tears in Bai Yihuan’s eyes kept falling. Looking at his mother’s face as if she had been ten years old overnight: “Mom, things haven’t come to that step yet. Don’t be decadent and depressed. Dad has feelings for you. You must have a way to save dad’s heart.”
She believed that her mother would have a way to win Lu Jianhao’s heart.
Angelica dahurica kept shaking her head. Her voice was intermittent and heartbroken: “your father is iron hearted, and… An old lady provoked it… Your father is a filial son…”
She could not help shivering at the thought of Lu Jianhao’s cold and ruthless eyes.
Bai Yihuan hugged her tightly and cried, “Mom, no, no, there must be a way. Lu Xiaoya hurt us. It’s her… Mom! Cheer up, we’ll take revenge and get back from that bitch… ”
“Lu Xiaoya…” Bai Yihuan screamed, and the hatred in his eyes turned and roared.
The decadent depression turned into a deep hatred for Lu Xiaoya, and Angelica dahurica’s mood calmed down bit by bit.
Looking at her daughter’s thin face, Angelica dahurica couldn’t help feeling sad.
“Mom!” Bai Yihuan holds Bai Yihuan’s hand and tears flow.
Angelica dahurica holds Bai Yihuan’s hand. The hand is as thin as skin and bone. The stiff bones are in the palm of her hand. Her hatred for Lu Xiaoya is spreading wantonly.