Rich Family's Substitute Sweetheart novel Chapter 5

As soon as Madeline heard the word “sister-in-law”, her face went dark deeply, and she gave Ellena a stern and cold look.

If looks could kill, Ellena would have already been buried six feet under the ground with no way out. This time not even the richest man in the city could help draw her out from the mess “Nicklaus” had created for her.

Was this man trying to get her killed?

Madeline held Ellena’s hand and pulled her into the hall of the villa, then coldly let go.

She looked at Ellena with a cold face, “Did the man just call you “sister-in-law? Is he Edward’s cousin?”

“Yes.” It wasn’t that she could lie at this time.

Slap!

Madeline slapped Ellena in the face with all her strength.

Ellena’s face swung to the side and her ears began to buzz. If she hadn’t balanced herself, she would’ve already collapsed to the ground from the force.

“You have no shame, do you? What were you thinking about getting involved with your husband’s cousin on the first day of your marriage!” Madeline clenched her jaw, “If you want to die, just go and kill yourself! I’ll even hand you the knife! But don’t you dare take us with you!”

When Madeline turned away, Ellena reached out to touch her face which was still in pain, she coldly looked up to Madeline, “Really? Do you think I was the one who kissed him first? You can’t even ask what happened?”

It had always been like this. Every time something goes wrong no matter what happened or who was at fault, Ellena was always the first to be blamed. Her mother wouldn’t even bother asking her for a reason. Instead, she’d use insults and hands to do the talking.

‘Worthless’, ‘good-for-nothing’, ‘wrench’ –all of them already came out of her lips. At this time, if Ellena got a dime for every time her mother had used them, she’d be a billionaire by now.

“One is an impotent and disfigured piece of garbage, the other, a normal and healthy man. I have eyes and you have eyes. It would be clear to everyone who to choose. You haven’t already spent the night with this “cousin”, have you?”

A soft feminine voice came from the stairway, gently and softly, but full of malice.

Seeing Naomi came down, Madeline rushed over to greet her. “Naomi, do you feel better? Do you need me to fetch you a cup of tea? Or do you want to turn down the AC?”

Madeline addressed her so carefully as if she was a fine porcelain cup that she had just picked up from an auction.

“Thanks Mom. I feel much better.” Naomi smiled gently with great innocence, but there was a certain glint in her eyes like one that held all the maliciousness in her heart.