Lexie woke up sore and weak.
The man was nowhere to be seen.
Only the slightly cool tobacco breath from him was left in the air.
Lexie dragged her tired body to the bathroom to take a shower, and when she came downstairs, the first thing she saw was the middle-aged beautiful woman sitting on the sofa, with her arms around her chest, staring at her coldly.
She had seen this person from the photo her father had given her, it was Alan's aunt, Diana Sutton.
She heard that Alan lost his parents when he was young and was brought up by Diana, and then his grandfather took them back together, and when Alan built a business empire that belonged to him with his own abilities, he always treated Diana as dutiful as his mother.
At this moment, Diana looked her up and down, "That old fox Peter doesn't keep his word, knowing full well that the one we're marrying is Edith, yet he married you, a mute, thinking that our family is a garbage collection station? I don't know why Alan kept you, but since that's the case, you'd better behave well. Don't think that you care not the hostess by marrying into our family, we are not fools."
"Well, now go and make the dinner first, you should be virtuous!"
It was clear that the large the Howard family wasn't short of servants, but Diana was inclined to let a newcomer who had just married over do the cooking.
Faced with Diana's sharp gaze, Lexie lowered her eyes.
Even though Diana deliberately made things difficult for her, she couldn't resist for the time being, for a woman without power and authority couldn't argue with these people.
Lexie turned around and went to the kitchen, it was just a meal, no big deal.
However, her concession was not respected. Diana rightfully considered her weak and deceivable, coldly snorting and bristling, "Surely you're disgrace!"
Lexie's footsteps paused, then left as if nothing had happened.
Soon, Alan returned from the company. Diana smiled and greeted him for dinner, and the man turned his head to see at a glance that it was Lexie with an apron cooking in the kitchen.
He frowned.
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