Chapter 32 After simply cleaning and organizing the rental apartment for more than an hour , it was finally barely livable .
I curled up on the sofa with my exhausted body and opened my phone , only to find that the secretly taken news had been deleted .
The reason given was violation of regulations .
Such a swift and decisive move immediately brought to mind the image of an elegant middle aged woman .
The Roberts familys matriarch , Roberts strong willed mother .
In her eyes , seemingly no woman in the world was worthy of her son .
Let alone worthy of stepping through the Roberts familys door .
When Hugo and I first confirmed our relationship , he immediately excitedly took me to the Roberts old mansion .
But we were harshly rejected by Mrs.
Roberts .

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The two of us stood awkwardly in the rain at the gate .
That day , her expression was cold , showing no trace of motherly love for her son .
If you bring this woman , dont ever step into this house again ! Later , she directly had the gardener spray us with the garden hose .
I had never been so humiliated .
Thinking about it now , perhaps he was with me just to defy his father .
Realizing this , I couldnt help but curl my lips in a cold smile .
19.1 % Chapter 32 Bella thought she was different from me , but now it seems shes just another stepping stone before the real Mrs.
Roberts takes her place .
I couldnt help but feel relieved .
Fortunately , I saw everything clearly while there was still time , before I truly buried my in the Roberts family .
Perhaps because I could finally relax after five years , I fell asleep right there on the sofa .
When I woke up , it was already evening , and my stomach was growling fiercely with hunger .
life I took my keys preparing to go out and buy groceries , but unexpectedly opened the door to find Roberts standing stiffly outside .
He stood there like a statue , silent , who knows for how long .
I frowned impatiently , Do you need something ? If not , please move aside , I need to go buy groceries .
He seemed to have not spoken for a long time , his voice hoarse when he opened his mouth .
In five years together , how did I not know you could cook ? I had no good expression for him now , saying mockingly : What I cook isnt the Western food you eat every day .
To you , me cooking or not cooking makes no difference .
Besides , you didnt want to eat my cooking anyway , did you ? After all , in his heart , I was no different from a rat in the gutter , just a tool to anger Mrs.
Roberts .
Hearing this , a flash of embarrassment crossed Hugos face .
This was an expression I had never seen before I thought he would always remain high and mighty .
Clepter 37 It seems he had learned the truth about my fathers death .
After a moment of silence , I waited coldly for his next words .
Can I come in ? I want to talk with you .
Sorry , unless youre going to my fathers grave to apologize , I dont think we have anything to talk about .
Everything was clear back at the house .
But Hugos figure still firmly blocked my way , preventing me from leaving .
I laughed in frustration , stepped back , and slammed the door shut .
The mighty Mr.
Roberts experienced his first door slam in the face .
I took out my phone to order takeout .
When the delivery arrived and I opened the door , his figure was no longer there .
Indeed , it was just momentary guilt .
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