with her. From now on, she has no connection with me or the Greene family!”
Chapter332
“Husband!!” Erin, with red eyes, rushed over in a state of irrationality, “How could you say such a thing? Bessie is your daughter, how can you cut off ties with her?!”
She went to tear at Samuel, trying to make him soften his heart, not wanting Samuel to slap her in the face in front of the camera!
“She was just a stepdaughter, when did she become my daughter? If you don’t agree with my decision, fine, then let’s get divorced!”
Erin fell to the ground, covering her face and looked up in disbelief.
The surrounding reporters became even more excited and started taking pictures of the two.
School.
Ophelia finished watching the live stream and leisurely put away her phone.
This live broadcast made her happy all day, and she even ate an extra half bowl of rice when she went back at noon.
But it wasn’t over yet, she once again drew attention to the follow–up situation of the Greene family, and soon found out-
Samuel exerted great effort to pull strings and spare Bessie from imprisonment, but it wasn’t for Bessie’s benefit. It was simply because he didn’t want the Greene family to have someone in jail.
And afterwards, the relationship was not completely severed, as he still had someone send Bessie to the countryside and had no intention of
bringing her back.
He really gave up on Bessie, and Erin couldn’t accept this outcome. They had a big fight, and he threatened her with divorce. In the end, Erin weighed the pros and cons and had to sadly give up on their daughter.
And Bessie, who had just ruined her reputation, broken off her engagement, crippled her legs, had not even recovered from it, and yet she became the stepdaughter who was kicked out by the Greene family, and she was to be sent to the countryside with no hope for a better future!
How could she bear it? After shouting and making a scene, she directly fainted in tears.
But this did not change Samuel’s decision.
The night before Bessie was taken away, Ophelia had a long–awaited dream of the scene where she died tragically in the streets in her past life.
She woke up with a cold sweat on her face and immediately went to find Winford. When she looked up and saw that familiar handsome face, she suddenly felt relieved and buried herself in his arms.
Winford woke up as soon as she had a nightmare. She had been calling out for help, and upon seeing her distressed state, he quickly embraced her in his arms. “What’s wrong, baby?”
“I had a nightmare.
She dreamt that she didn’t have a rebirth, that once she died, she died for good, never having the chance to see him again, all the regrets, and no chance to make amends.
“It’s okay, I’m here. All the nightmares are fake,” Winford gently patted his wife’s back and kissed her hair, soothingly whispered.
Ophelia cherished rubbing her head against his chest, feeling the
solidness, knowing that this person was real, and the lingering fear in her heart slowly subsided.
I looked up at him again and saw the tenderness in his eyes. My heart was instantly filled with a sense of luck.
What did she do to make Winford, who was high and cold–hearted, love her and pamper her so gently?
“Husband. kiss me…” Her heart surged, she moved in his arms and whispered.
Winford’s eyes dimmed, and he caressed her cheek with his palm, “Don’t want to sleep?”
She shook her head and looked at him with admiration.
As Winford turned over, he planted a kiss.
