Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher)

Chapter 57

When Angeline emerged from the kitchen after mopping the floor, she found Henrietta asleep at the table with tears streaking her face.

Angeline stroked her head and draped a thin blanket over her. She then noticed some bruises on Henrietta’s skin peeking out from under the sleeve of her shirt. Frowning, Angeline glanced at Henrietta’s profile and carefully pushed the sleeve up.

Before she could take a better look, Henrietta became restless in her sleep, and her body twitched slightly. Angeline hesitated to touch the sleeve again and made a note to ask

Henrietta about it when she was awake.

Angeline received a call from Taylor after she headed downstairs and hung up the “For Sale” NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

sign.

Taylor informed her, “Riley demanded 1.3 million dollars in compensation from them. They said they needed six months to settle our demanded sum if we insisted. However, they can settle it immediately if the amount is 1.1 million dollars.”

Taylor continued, “Riley suggested accepting their offer. It’s better to resolve everything at once to avoid any future complications. After all, having the money in hand is more reassuring.

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Angeline replied, “Alright, please proceed with Riley then.”

Meanwhile, Ned was hospitalized, and his visitors were bustling in and out of the ward from morning until evening.

“I’ve noticed that Ned’s been unluckyce Angeline woke up from her coma!”

“Yeah, he always ends up in the hospital!”

“By the way, Ned… Angeline’s gaining popularity now. You should do something about it. What if it affects Ingrid?”

“That’s right. I remember when Angeline was clinging to Ned back then. It was right around the time when the paparazzi almost exposed Ned and Ingrid’s relationship.

“Later, someone on the internet dug up Ned’s past with Angeline. Everyone on the internet labeled Ingrid as a homewrecker and Ned as a scumbag.”

Miles said, “We’re trying to contain it. The Family Search wants to generate some hype. That’s why it’s not easy to suppress this news.”

“It’s fine even if it comes out. at th

W who pushed Ingrid at the airport Angeline’s

adoptive mother? If Ingrid is implicated, we can just reveal Angeline’s relationship with that woman and say she pushed Ingrid on Angeline’s behalf. Let’s see who will be blamed then.”

Miles furrowed his brows in disapproval.

Ned lifted his gaze from reading the news on his phone and coldly said, “And then have the media spread that I pushed Angeline’s adoptive mother, causing her fatal car accident? Do you want to send me to prison?”

The ward suddenly fell silent.

The person who spoke up earlier touched his nose awkwardly.

“I didn’t mean it like that. I was just spouting nonsense.”

“Alright, Ned’s tired. I need to head back to the office for overtime. Let’s go!”

Miles checked his wristwatch.

He then told Ned, “I’ll head out first. Take care of yourself.”

After the group left the ward, Ned lowered his gaze and stared at a photo on his phone. It was a picture of Angeline panickedly covering herself with a blanket. It reminded him of the photo Anne had insisted he look at that evening.

Although it was just a glance, Ned had seen it.

It was a summer evening. Angeline was wearing a white shirt, jeans, and white shoes. She was sitting on the stone wall surrounding the river in an ancient town, smiling gently at the camera. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, tousled by the evening breeze.

Ned wrapped one arm around her shoulders while using the other to tidy up her hair. His expression was solemn yet gentle.

Frowning, he swiped up on the phone reen in frustration. The people online were digging up information on Angeline. Ned already had peopl

to quiet the buzz.

Even Ingrid’s manager was working on it, fearing that the past entanglements between Ingrid, Angeline, and Ned would resurface.