After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 303

She was so tender and suffered a lot. How helpless and fearful she was when the shrew ruined her face.

Brayden couldn't imagine that.

With his face growing solemn, Mayor Cody said, "Mrs. Carson, now what have you to say? The face is important for everyone. How dare you prick Jenna's face? While you are the mistress of a great family. It's malicious."

Aldo felt in shock when he heard what Jenna said.

Was it really his mother who hurt her?

And was the blood on the floor from Jenna's face?

Mrs. Carson didn't expect that Jenna would expose her evildoing, but soon she calmed down from feeling flustered because only she and Jenna knew about this.

"How dare you plant it on me? Your disfigured face is none of my business."

"Mom, did you prick her face?" Aldo asked, his voice shivering.

"Are you crazy? Do you trust her instead of me? I proved that I'm innocent that night. If I had done it, I wouldn't have jumped in. There were so many poisonous scorpions."

Why did her son trust Jenna so much that he even questioned her the other way around? How annoying it was!

She should've disfigured all her face! Such an ugly face could still tempt her son; it drove her mad.

At this moment, Aldo didn't know who to trust.

Her mother raised him, and he still remembered how suffering she was that night.

But Jenna was disfigured. She was always at home and held no grudge against anybody. Who was so malignant?

Jenna looked at Aldo, feeling utterly downhearted.

His struggles and hesitance made her laugh in despair. "You don't trust me, do you?"

Aldo quivered and felt too guilty to look at Jenna, whose rims of eyes had been red. He said, "Jenna, I do. But I need the truth."

"Fine. I have told you the truth." Jenna shook her head, "Please keep out of my way hereafter. And return all my identification to me. Now that the Carson residence has no room for me, then you should not withhold my effects."

She raised her chin slightly, looking at Aldo with frosty eyes.

Aldo couldn't believe it was the girl who used to stutter in a low voice next to him and hardly clearly express herself.

And he had the very first thought that she resembled a person...She was like Sylvia!

How could it be?

That woman was cold and powerful.

How should he relate Jenna to such a woman?