Marriage With A Evil Heart

I was curious about what Sherry was looking at, so I zoomed in on the footage. Next, I heard Sherry ask, “Where did you get that?” Alice, with a triumphant expression, raised her hand to touch her neck, laughing unabashedly. In a sweet, syrupy voice, she said, “Mr. Brown gave it to me! He said I’m the most adorable, so he gave me this necklace and bought me two sets of clothes, saying I shouldn’t look too shabby when going to the company!”

After finishing, she lifted the shopping bags in her hand, “Because he took me shopping, I came back late! Oh, by the way, he won’t be coming home for dinner tonight.”

Now, Sherry was genuinely furious. Still holding Charles, she disregarded everything and slapped Alice forcefully. The strength behind this slap was so intense that I could feel it. Sherry’s body, holding Charles, shook violently, and Charles nearly flew out, making me scream in shock.

Luckily, he was holding onto Sherry’s neck at that moment, but he was also startled by this sudden movement, crying loudly.

I had to admit, even though Charles was still young, I needed to invest more energy into him. Allowing this shrew to take care of him might end up ruining him.

Alice, struck by this slap, instinctively covered her face and instantly became furious. At lightning speed, she retaliated with a resounding slap, one that was undoubtedly more forceful than Sherry’s.

Steady, precise, and ruthless!

This time, Sherry went crazy. Swiftly turning, she put Charles on the sofa and lunged directly at Alice. The two instantly twisted together.

Charles was frightened, wailing on the sofa. I was so angry I almost rushed downstairs, forgetting this was just surveillance footage.

Helplessly, I watched the chaos unfold. Charles cried loudly, and even in this situation, these two women showed no intention of stopping.

Sherry must have vented all her frustrations from the afternoon on Alice. She ruthlessly beat her, showing no mercy, as if she weren’t her sister.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

In the end, Sherry clearly emerged victorious. After all, her well-fed and plump physique gave her an advantage over the slender and weak Alice.

She got off Alice, plopped onto the sofa, gasping for breath. Holding the crying Charles, she pointed at the collapsed Alice and angrily scolded, “You bitch, listen carefully! You have a week to leave here on your own! Otherwise, don’t blame me for disowning you.”

Upon hearing Sherry’s words, Alice, lying on the ground, laughed weakly, “Sherry, you should ask Mr. Brown if he agrees! Disown? You even hit your own mother. I never thought that someone like you would sincerely treat me well!”

This statement shattered my perception. I couldn’t believe Sherry was someone who would stoop to such low actions. No wonder she could harm me without any hesitation.

“Say one more word, and you’ll see!” Sherry fiercely warned.

“Hahaha! Sherry, do you really think I’m afraid of you?” Alice struggled to stand up. With disheveled hair, her pale face looked even colder. Despite her hardships, her expression was incredibly vivid, without a trace of fear.

I had to admit, these two sisters knew how to fight. Besides some handprints, there were no scratch marks on their faces. However, judging by Alice’s struggling posture as she got up, she was not lightly injured.

She looked feeble as she climbed to her feet, staggeringly approaching Sherry. Arching an eyebrow, she gazed at Sherry, “Dear Sis, the master of a household at Bordport are still looking for their daughter. Do you think they’re stupid? Should I tell them…”

“Alice… You’re talking nonsense!” Sherry stared at Alice in disbelief, as if she had been stung by a scorpion.