After Divorce, She Married a Billionaire

sending Nancy home, her mood remained low. I didn’t dare talk to her too much about Lingnan because I wasn’t sure whether Lingnan had really lost his memory or whether he had experienced something that we didn’t know about.

But thinking back to what happened in the coffee shop just now, I still feel that Ling Nan really doesn’t know us. After all, eyes can’t lie.

The answer to this mystery can only be solved by our slow exploration and investigation in the future.

After leaving Nancy’s house, I took a taxi directly back to my own community. On the way, I called a locksmith company. I planned to change the door locks of my house to prevent Pamela from coming back to my house again.

Since Pamela is now homeless and most of her luggage is in her previous home, I guess she will definitely return to that home again.

When I arrived at the door of my house in a hurry, the people from the lock-opening company had just arrived. I was busy going back and forth beside the lock repairman, and soon the new lock was replaced.

The first thing he did when he got home was not to rest, nor to clean the house, but to search through all of Pamela and Dean ‘s things inside and out.

I put the mother and son’s clothes into several large shopping bags. It took me more than two hours to finish sorting them.

After opening the door, I put all the big bags of things at the door, then closed and locked the door.

Just when I was taking a break, I suddenly heard Pamela ‘s voice downstairs. Her voice was very loud and she was cursing.

I guess they went to the police station to plead for mercy but to no avail, so they got so emotional.

I sat quietly at home, and soon Pamela and Dean came upstairs.

Pamela ‘s curse came from outside the door , ” Candice ! You son of a bitch! What are you doing with my and my son’s things outside! Open the door! Open the door!”

Pamela used the old key to turn the door lock while kicking the door non-stop. After about two or three minutes, Pamela finally gave up. She stood at the door angrily, cursing one sentence after another: “You bitch! Not only did you harm my relatives, but now you are occupying the house and won’t let me go home! Candice , I’m telling you, if you don’t open the door, I’m going to call the police and have them arrest you, so that you can have a taste of jail!”

I continued to sit on the sofa, leisurely chewing an apple. At this time, Dean’s relatively calm voice sounded from the other end, ” Candice , can you open the door? You can’t always let my mother stand at the door, right? This is our home. No matter how willful you are, you shouldn’t be so heartless, right?”

After hearing what he said, I stood up and walked to the door of my house, and said through the door: “I have no choice but to do this. This morning, the owner of the house I bought called me and asked me to vacate the house in the next two days. He is in a hurry to move in.”

Dean said, “He won’t move in until five months later, right? That should give us time to pack and move, right?”

I took a big bite of the apple and said as I chewed, “I have already packed it for you! You can just take it away. As for the furniture at home, these are all bought by my parents. I will take care of them myself. You can just leave. As for where you live, I don’t care.”

On the other end, Pamela knocked hard on the door, ” Candice ! If you don’t open the door for me, I will die at the door. I want others to know that you abused the elderly!”

I smiled and said, “Whatever you want to do! Anyway, the owner of the house is going to move in soon, I’m just helping him.”

Dean, who had been pretending to be gentle, began to vent his anger, ” Candice ! Do you think that doing this will do you any good? You are pregnant with my child, and you still want to divorce me? Do you think that there will be other men who will accept you with an unborn child? Don’t you know your own worth?”

The value of goods…

These four words are really hurtful.

I worked hard as his cook for two whole years, and in the end I was given such an ironic description.

I said, “You’d better get out of here right away! Get as far away as you can! Anyway, you don’t live at home anymore, so just take your mother and live with your mistress ! Isn’t your mistress still pregnant with your child? You have to take good care of her. As for me, you don’t have to worry about me. I am just this kind of person. I can take care of life and death by myself.”

After saying this, I no longer paid attention to the situation outside. The two of them argued among themselves for a while, and then I heard the sound of them starting to pack their luggage.

I went to the balcony and stood by the window watching for a while. When I saw that the two of them had almost finished lifting the things, I suddenly remembered that there was something belonging to Pamela in my bedroom .

I hurried back to the house, picked up the book of Twenty-Four Filial Exemplars on the bedside table, and returned to the balcony.

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As soon as I finished speaking, I threw the book down. The book landed heavily on the ground with a “bang”, raising a cloud of dust.

Pamela was cursing loudly and angrily below. I just smiled and made an ugly face at her.

Two minutes later, Dean drove away with Pamela . I stood at the balcony and looked out for a while as the sky gradually darkened.

But at this moment, I suddenly noticed that there was a person in a white Audi car parking downstairs who was looking upstairs. The person was sneaky, sometimes opening the car window, sometimes closing the window. She also had a camera in her hand and kept taking pictures in my direction.

I blinked hard and looked over, and found that the person sitting in the car was Eugene ‘s aunt!

Even though she was wearing a huge pair of sunglasses, I could still recognize her because her outfit was so exaggerated!

At this time, my aunt seemed to realize that I recognized her. She hurriedly closed the car window and then drove away.

I took a look at the license plate number, which ended with three sixes.

I quickly took out my cell phone and called Eugene .

It took several rings on his end before the call was answered. When the call was answered, I asked, “What’s your aunt’s license plate number? Does it end in 666? An Audi?”

He responded coldly, “Yeah.”

I panicked. “Oh no! Your aunt just came downstairs to my house and spied on me. The embarrassing thing is… I happened to be chasing my husband and Pamela away. Now your aunt must think that I am an unfilial and evil woman…”

Eugene said calmly, “Good performance, keep it up.”

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