Of the Quirinus Amalia stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 132. Let's read the author's Bearing His Child, Burying My Heart Quirinus Amalia story right here.
Moira frowned, for Molly to spend so much money, wasn't that what her father gave her? Molly would reach out to her hands to family when she had no money. It was a waste of money.
"You don't need to do that, I'm not buying." After Moira finished speaking, she planned to leave.
Molly sneered, "I want to buy it, I will let you know, in the Garcia Family, I am the eldest young miss, I am the one who has the right to inherit the family, and you, bring that illegitimate child of yours and scram!"
What Moira could not tolerate the most was that someone had scolded her son. She turned and glared at Molly.
"I don't think so, didn't you become famous at Lorelei's concert last time? They just don't know that you learned to hook up with men five years ago, and even gave birth to a son. You're simply too debaucherous, with extremely loose natures. Looks like I have time to reveal your true face and let people see what you really are like."
"You'd better not." Moira couldn't help but clench her fists, since Molly had angered her.
Molly wanted to anger Moira, so she laughed proudly. "I insist on doing this, what do you think? Do you bite me? In this family, there is no place for you to stay. I am the proper young miss of the Garcia Family."
"Molly, your mother only gave birth to you because she stepped in the relationship between my father and mother. Can you at least show some respect?" When this matter was brought up, Moira felt extremely furious. Her mother's depression was caused by Molly's mother, although her mother was not directly killed by Melissa, but because of her existence, her mother was depressed to death.
"That's because my mom is capable! Your mom can't even control a man, so she deserved to die so early." Molly laughed proudly.
Moira was just a few steps away from Molly. At this moment, when she heard this, Moira's anger had already covered up her rationality and calmness. She suddenly took a few steps forward, and when Molly's complacent face still had a smile on it, she ruthlessly slapped Molly.
Molly was directly struck until she made a clang sound, supporting herself on the clothes rack at the side so she did not fall, but it was still enough for her to look miserable and embarrassed, and the waiter wanted to support her, but was pushed away immediately by Molly. When Molly threw away the clothes in her hands, she shouted angrily, "Moira, you actually dared to hit me."
Just then, one of Molly's good friends who was trying on clothes walked over, "Molly, is this good to see?"
"Stop looking, help me get rid of this slut, she hit me." Molly shouted angrily, she was the first to pounce towards Moira, wanting to give Moira a slap. Moira really did not want to fight, because the last time she fought with Molly, she already knew that it was useless.
Moira had no choice but to grit her teeth, pick up her bag, and run out the door with quick steps.
Moira was wearing a pair of sneakers, but Molly and her good friend were both wearing seven centimeters long high heel shoes.
"Moira, I won't let you off. I must get this slap back." Molly's screams came from the entrance of the Amani area.
Moira was heading towards the elevator at the moment, but hearing her words, she took a deep breath, her palm was still hurting, but she felt that she did not use all her strength in that last slap, if she was given a chance, she would definitely use all her strength to continue.
However, on Molly's beautiful face, five fingers were clearly imprinted on her face, no matter how beautiful the clothes were, they would not look good on her.
Molly immediately called her mother, wailing about how she had been slapped by Moira in the shop.
"What? She actually dared to hit you?" Melissa was also furious, what qualifications did Moira have to hit her daughter?
Molly hugged her phone, and sat in the changing room crying bitterly, "Mom, it hurts! My face is swollen and ugly."
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