MainNovelChapter 230: Chapter 230: Return the favor in kind
Abigail Perry thought of this and couldn’t help but shed a few tears.
She thought of her unfortunate fate. It was hard enough to attach herself to a wealthy man, but he turned out to
be married; and when he was finally willing to marry her, he died in just a few years; she hoped her daughter
could succeed in life, only to be driven mad by Daisy Ginger!
They say she harmed Emily Ginger? But if it weren't for Daisy taking Edward Stephens away, how could she have
matched lan Linton with Emily?
She only...
Wanted to find a good marriage for Emily!
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And now, all her efforts have been in vain.
lan Linton is caught, Emily is mad, and only Daisy is delighted with Edward!
That woman is truly too vicious and heartless, even helping her own sister, and even forcing her beloved Emily
to madness. It’s all Daisy's fault...
Abigail couldn't open her daughter's door, feeling distraught and lethargic, she returned to her own bedroom.
She lay on the bed, sobbing bitterly, lamenting her bitter life, until her phone buzzed. She collected her tears
and quickly picked it up to glance at it.
Seeing the caller ID, Abigail immediately answered and shouted into the phone, "Mr. William!"
A pleasing, magnetic male voice cthrough, its tone naturally carrying a hint of amusement, making her feel
as if she were basking in spring sunshine even across the phone.
"Miss Perry, what's the matter?"
His accent carried a strong foreign tone, his articulation wasn’t precise, but the voice was very low, as if
someone had gently exhaled next to her ear, always making her earlobes burn.
Abigail never would have thought that a mistakenly dialed number would connect her with a man from across
the ocean.
She had long passed the age of dreaming, wasn’t a young girl anymore, but somehow, recently, she found
herself eagerly anticipating his calls.
She poured out all her life's bitterness and grievances to him; though he couldn't appear in front of her, his tone
was always gentle, guiding her, and his advice was mature and reliable. If not for his young-sounding voice, she
would've suspected him to be a middle-aged man like her, past fifty.
With no one to confide in Banyan City, Abigail grumbled to this stranger about the grievances she just suffered
from Daisy and Edward.
As she becemotional, she couldn't help but cry, "... | just hoped that we, as lonely orphans and widows,
could have someone to rely on in the future, so | contested with her a bit, not realizing how vicious she could be,
snatching someone away, and bullying my daughter. My daughter was driven mad by her, how am | supposed to
live? | really wish I could strip her skin off!"
The man listened quietly to her complaints, and when she paused, he softly spoke, "Your eldest daughter truly
went too far."
Abigail listened quietly, knowing he always provided excellent guidance.
"You really should teach her a lesson."
Abigail protested, "She's so powerful now, how can | dare teach her a lesson?"
"Since she’s destroyed the person you loved most, why not repay her in kind?" the man chuckled lowly, his
hoarse laughter resonating in her ear canal, making her blush and her heart race, "Doesn’t she have someone
she cherishes? Once she loses them, she'll understand your pain now."
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