"Does Leanne Richards always treat you like this?"
If she'd known, she should have brought up old scores, dug everything up from the past, so that old woman could never bounce back in this lifetime.
Seeing her mother look both angry and heartbroken, Helen Melendy shook her head nonchalantly and said:
"Mom, don't worry, I'm fine. Leanne Richards just gets a temporary satisfaction from talking, she doesn't affect me otherwise. The more she curses, the worse it is for her."
Saying this, she leaned towards Evelyn Taylor and whispered:
"My husband will help me."
The sweet tone in her voice made Elly Campbell, who was listening beside them, burst into laughter.
Helen Melendy shot her a glare, "What are you laughing at? When you and Adam Jones show off your affection, it almost makes my teeth hurt."
"Yes, yes, yes, I was wrong."
Evelyn Taylor looked at her daughter with a smile, raised her hand to ruffle her hair, her face full of relief.
