"Sh*t, you scared the hell out of me!" Germaine, who just came out of Juelz's ward, turned around and was startled by Dorothy, who was leaning against the white wall in the corridor. "Dory, when were you admitted to the hospital again? Why do you look so awful? Did Credence do something bad to you again?" "Do I look awful?" Dorothy was dizzy, but her heartbeat was regular. She raised her hand and gently patted her cheeks a few times. She looked at Germaine's suspicious eyes, and said with a faint smile, "I'm fine. The doctors said that I have hypoglycemia and I need to rest more, eat more and consume a balanced diet." She could not tell Germaine that she was angry because Credence was in a hurry to visit Rosalie. Germaine might think that she was being silly. She had been hurt so badly by Credence, and yet she still cared about him. "Oh right, do you know how badly Juelz's injuries were after getting beaten up by Credence yesterday? F*ck, I'm a

Dorothy personally saw Credence and Rosalie hug and intimately kiss. At that moment, Dorothy felt that her marriage had collapsed. No matter how hard she tried to repair it, her efforts were futile. Her marriage would eventually turn into a pile of sand. She laughed lightly. She laughed until her tears began to flow from her eyes. "Credence, are you here to visit my sister, or to sleep with her?" It was broad daylight, and the door was not even locked. Was he so thirsty that he could not wait? Germaine was the first to come to her senses. She thought to herself, 'Jeez, I'm too lucky to catch Credence and Rosalie together. I have to take pictures as evidence.' Therefore, with her eyes shining brightly, she hurriedly took out her mobile phone. She took several photos, and spoke with disgust, "Mr. Scott, Miss Rosalie, tsk tsk, you don't even choose the place for your affair. I admire the both of you a lot." After that, she touched Dorothy, who was in a

"Credence, why are you in my room? My sister is weak and seriously ill. She needs your company more than I do. How was she willing to let you return?" Dorothy pursed her lips and laughed sarcastically. Dorothy was self-conscious. Credence had returned to the villa before 8 o'clock in the evening. Certainly, he had not returned to give her warmth and care. This was what she thought in her heart, but when she looked at his cold and stern eyes, Dorothy could not help but feel sad and disappointed. Credence stood in the middle of the guest room. He heard a sound behind him, turned around, and looked over with a faint smile. Her looked at the bags in her hand, which contained women's skincare products and clothes. He could not spot any men's underwear. He concluded that Germaine must have handed them to Juelz on her behalf. His eyebrows twitched, and his eyes narrowed. He squinted his eyes very slowly, like in a slow motion movie, gradually hiding the hid

Linda stood there with an acrimonious sneer on her round face. Dorothy didn't expect to see her adoptive mother there, and she was stunned for a moment. "Mom, why are you here?" "Why can't I be here?" Linda glared at Dorothy with hatred. She wanted to rush over to Dorothy and tear off a few pieces of her flesh. She said, "Dorothy, I brought you back from the welfare home and worked hard to raise you. Yet, you're such an ungrateful brat! Do you know that Rosalie attempted suicide in the hospital? It was such a deep gash. If the doctor hadn't saved her in time, she wouldn't have lived. If you have any grievances, please come to me. Why do you want to hurt Rosalie all the time?" "It's all your fault, Dorothy. Why can't you let Credence go? It was you who took Credence away from Rosie. Now that your relationship with Credence is broken, why don't you divorce him? Why do you keep holding on to Credence and refuse to let him go?" "Tell me, how much money d

"Dorothy, are you going to ignore someone who has helped you before?"  Credence stood still in front of her. Her delicate neck was suddenly grabbed by his cold hands. As he exerted a great amount of force on her, his varicose veins began to pop out on his skin, and she was suffused by a dark and dangerous aura. "I, ahem... I didn't mean that." Her slender neck was grabbed tightly between the man's slender and cold fingers. She found it hard to breathe. Due to lack of oxygen, an abnormal blush appeared on her pale face. "You didn't mean that? Then, just now, were you joking about us getting a divorce?" He continued coldly, "Dorothy Fisher, if you don't listen to me, you'll have to pay the price!" After that, Credence's hand slid down from her neck and landed on her plump chest. Dorothy's pale face, which was seemingly calm, finally showed some awkwardness. Recalling how he had humiliated her, she pushed his hands away immediately to object in a