Ime with some ordinary, low-status woman. He could only watch as I was treated unfairly, and he was powerless to do anythi herself, this was all your own doing, wanting to be humiliated. Who else could you blame? But what she said out loud was in support of Daniels. is nothing like you, and her demeanor is worlds apart from yours. Sheâs just an ordinary person. Forget about what people in our circle think of her the Dixons donât think much of her. They have always preferred you as Stevenâs wife. Itâs only because you want to take down that woman that
secretly help you.
Whatâs the use of Stevenâs father liking me? Can he force Steven to marry me? The more you mention it, the angrier I get. If Steven were to choose woman who is superior to me in all aspects, I would have nothing to say. But he chose such an ordinary woman, and he treats her like a precious gem. I simply cannot accept R.
Florrie responded, âThat woman is indeed lucky. She was seriously injured and lost so much blood, yet she survived. But donât worry, Iâll come up with a way to deal with her for you, to help vent your anger.â
Daniela agreed, âYes, why should I be angry? She was lucky once. Letâs see how many more times she can get lucky.â
As they were talking, Daniela noticed a van parked not far away out of the corner of her eye. The door opened, and a tall man got out, followed by him pushing out
baby stroller.
he manâs height, face, and demeanor all caught Danielaâs attention. Suddenly, she was interested. âCheck that out.â
lorrie tumed to look, the man was handsome and dashing, his face almost too perfect, as if crafted by the finest artisan. His physique and long legs were simply resistible. âDo you know this man?â
aniela shrugged off her previous gloom, smiled a little, and her gaze towards the man became more determined. âNot yet, but if I want to know him, we will know
ich other soon.â
orrie could read her intentions clearly. âThis man doesnât look like an ordinary person, but I canât put my finger on where he comes from.â
iniela replied, âSo what?â
rrie pointed out. âHeâs pushing a baby stroller, heâs probably a married man.â
niela scoffed dismissively, âAs long as I want him, what does it matter if heâs married? Havenât I had my eyes on married men before? Just a hint, and which man uldnât respond eagerly?â
mie, being Danielaâs longtime friend, was well aware of her style. âThen Iâll get his contact information for you now. Enjoy yourself tonight, and donât let Steven I that lowly woman get to you.â
niela rubbed her lips. âMake sure he gets a medical check-up and bring him to my apartment at Windsong Mansion tonight. A married man shouldnât need much dance. He should know whatâs expected.â
rie assured her, âDonât worry, this isnât the first time Iâve done this for you. Iâll take care of it, no need to say more.â
ght. Go on.â Daniela was talking to Florrie, but her eyes never left the man.
r he got out of the car, his gaze was fixed on the hospital entrance. He looked incredibly focused as if nothing else around him could draw his attention. t was he looking at?
ela was curious. âCould you also ask him what heâs looking at?â