Diana looked arrogant and disdainful as she looked down at others.
"You've seen how Alan treats you, I don't care what means you used to marry in your sister's place, with a cripple like you, are you worthy of the status as his wife? You still presume to get close to my Kevin, I tell you, it is delusional!"
[I never wanted to get close to Kevin, he is just my grandma's attending doctor.]
Lexie wrote down a paragraph for Diana to read.
"What the hell!" Diana angrily knocked the notebook over in her hand.
With a 'pop', the notebook fell to the ground, and Lexie hurried to pick it up.
"Marry, call the car, send her back to the Mitchell family now, and tell them that she is not allowed to set foot in our family again, or else they will bear the consequences themselves!"
With a contemptuous face, Diana directly told the servants to pack up her things and throw them out.
Marry could not wait to drive Lexie out of the house, so she hurried to shove Lexie’s things into the suitcase and dragged it out.
Lexie had little things, and a tiny suitcase wasn't even full.
When she watched Marry tug away her suitcase, Lexie's face suddenly turned white and she stumbled to grab it back.
There were still things left for her by her mother in that suitcase.
She struggled to say something, but could only make a hoarse sound that no one could read, no matter how hard she gestured in her hands.
She scrambled all the way to the door.
"Get the hell out of here!" Diana pointed at Lexie's nose, her face incomparably gloomy.
Lexie was in a hurry to get her suitcase back, but she was mistaken for not wanting to leave. Marry pushed her, saying in no good mood, "I've told you to leave, what are you doing?"
Lexie stumbled on her feet, and in the midst of her weight shift, she cried out in shock as she fell backwards.
But the expected pain didn't hit her, a pair of large hands held her waist from behind and steadily caught her, "What are you doing?"
A cold chortle sounded from overhead.
When Lexie raised her head, she saw that under the backlight of the street lamp, Alan was looking ahead with a gloomy face.
With things in the suitcase scattered all over the floor, he could tell at a glance that Lexie was being kicked out.
"Who gave you the guts?" Alan let go of Lexie, his face sunken.
"It’s ...... it’s ......," Marry's face was pale and she glanced towards Diana at the side for help, shivering and unable to say a single word.
Diana did not expect Alan to suddenly appear, but still said, "Alan, this woman can’t stay here, the Mitchell family is clearly fooling us, we can’t hold back this anger!"
"It's my business to keep her or not, and no one else has the right to interfere."
Alan's voice was not loud, but was firm.
Diana rarely had been embarrassed. She brought up Alan, so the Howard family respected her, and she was always high and proud, but in front of Alan, she dare not say too much.
She weakened her temper and tried to persuade her nicely, "Alan, don't be angry, marriage is not a matter of child's play. You haven't got a license anyway, so it doesn't count at all."
Hearing these words, Lexie clenched her fingers at once, suddenly seeing a glimmer of hope.
The Howard family and the Mitchell family got married, it was completely a sudden move, although she could do nothing about it, but if Alan resolutely did not want her, Peter would have no way out, and she did not have to be worried in the Howard family.
The glint in Lexie's eyes fell impartially into Alan's eyes, and in that instant, even he didn't realize it his face sank.
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