Chapter 259 91 Miscalculation (5)

It's a pity that fathers know the truth that they will accept when they see good, but daughters may not understand. Ever since she met Andrew at the birthday party that day, Salama has been infatuated with him. Especially when I saw his eyes when he looked at Lan Yuwei, it was a kind of emotion that even life could give up. Obviously, at first glance, she felt that he was a ruthless and indifferent man, but at that moment she felt his feelings that were deeper than the sea and hotter than the flames

The soul cried out in her body that he must be loved by her.

During these days, at Andrew's estate, she let go of all the reservations of women, followed him in and out like a leper dog in the disdainful eyes of the servants, and kept telling him this, even if the other party did not turn a deaf ear at all, she even cooked for him herself, washed his clothes, and did what a good wife and mother should do. But he was unmoved, but when she was as empty as air, and the food she cooked, he turned around and threw it to the two wolfdogs he had raised. Ironically, the two pure-blooded German blackbacks simply sniffed the food on the ground and walked away with their heads held high, not giving a damn glance at her, just as they did their owners. She washed the clothes for him, he turned around and threw them into the trash, you must know that the clothes he was wearing, from the inside out, could not be taken without tens of thousands of dollars, but he discarded them casually, just like discarding worthless garbage.

Such an act is an insult to the dignity of any dignified person. But she endured it again and again, so much so that the servants in the manor couldn't stand it anymore, and they didn't have the courage to persuade Andrew. can only persuade her with good words, Andrew will never be tempted by her, and what she has done is worthless in his eyes. They are all people who have witnessed the love between Andrew and Lan Yuwei, and they have been serving them since Lan Yuwei and Andrew got married, and no one knows the relationship between these two better than them. The four children were also raised by them, and in any way, they did not want Salama to be the mistress of the Hoffmann family, let alone the stepmother of the children.

After all, she is only sixteen years old, and she doesn't know what true love is. She thought that love was blindly giving, regardless of dignity and face, thinking that the other party would eventually be moved. But I don't know that for a type of man, a worthless woman, no matter how much she gives, will not get any response. Such a woman will only disdain them, and Andrew is such a man. The more she flattered him with no regard for dignity, the more disdainful he became. If she could have a little dignity in front of him, maybe he would still be impressed by her, but only impressed. He has already gotten or has had the most perfect woman in the world, so how can he care about other women? Even though it may have been lost now, the fond memories are enough for him to remember for a lifetime.

She was reluctant to receive a call from her father, who said on the phone that Andrew had given an ultimatum and that if she didn't leave, she would bear the consequences.

What the consequences were, she knew better than anyone that she had lived here for so long, that his coldness, his ruthlessness, his cruelty she saw in her eyes. She even saw with her own eyes that he ordered the disposal of a man who had betrayed him. That cruelty and bloodlust made her shudder! Only when he saw his three sons did he have a touch of tenderness in his eyes.

She knew that because she was a guest, he had been patient with her pestering. Now, with his brother being released, this patience has reached its limit, so he gives an ultimatum. If she continues to lie here shamelessly, I am afraid that in the next second, he will unceremoniously pierce her head with a bullet, and there will be no hesitation.

Although she was unwilling, she didn't dare to stay here, to get his love, she would always find an opportunity at this time.

She told her maid to pack up her things and prepare to leave, but as soon as she reached the door, she was stopped by a small figure.

The little girl who was as pure as an angel stared at her, her sea-blue eyes were full of hostility, and her whole body bloomed like a young lion who had been encroached upon.

"Who are you?"

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