Chapter 170 Dejected (2/2)

After they got back to the villa, Consu

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

”As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses.”

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

outh.

In the afternoon, the sun rose and went west. The warm sunshine shone on people, making them feel warm.

Consuela got out of the bed. There was no one in the master bedroom. She rubbed her eyes as she walked towards the corridor, only to see the trepidation on Miranda's face.

As soon as she opened the door and came out, Miranda rushed over as if she had seen her savior, with a lingering fear on her face.

”Mrs. Richie, I'm sorry... It was all my fault. I dumped your bag by accident and Mr. Richie...” Miranda stammered. She was not as clever as usual.

”It's just a bag. He just wanted to... Wait, what handbag?”

The smile on her face hadn't disappeared yet. She asked anxiously, ”please don't be so excited. Tell me what kind of handbag it is.”

Miranda seemed to be frightened. She lowered her head and trembled. ”It's just that bag you put it... The handbag you put on the couch... I'd like to pack up for you... I'm not... ”

Her words were not very complete, but in fact, Consuela could hear what she was talking about. The look on her face became even colder as she tried her best to console the shocked girl.

”It's okay. You can leave now. You didn't do anything unpardonable. You don't need to do that.”

Well, the beginning of the whole thing was definitely not due to the appearance of the bag.