From Divorced Wife To The Top Heiress novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222

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Spencer, even you have to be this cold to me? Yonne thought her sex ratings tinte mone

The autumn wind swept through the streets, a chill piercing magt siecien

It was getting colder by the minute.

A fine drizzle drifted down, blurring the world into a hazy mio as the night arounters

Yvonne shivered, not sure if it was the cold or the pain that made her tremble.

She felt miserable all over.

Spencer didn’t say another word

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Yvonne watched helplessly as Spencer’s car sped away leaving her alone in the can

Her eyes grew colder, emprier, she was powerless to change any of in

Am I really supposed to just accept whatever fate throws at me? Fronne fingir a wave of telestes rated over her

No, this can’t be it. My fate wasn’t meant to be like this, Fonne told herself enga

She had gone abroad to study for one reason only, so she could be worthy of Spence

Spencer, you made me do this Yvonne thought as Bitterness and ressive crime ngaher in her cheat

She glanced down at the photo on her phone, a sinister grin carling on her lips.

Stella, tomorrow will be your worst nightmare, Yonne thought, her eyes xy and filled vifumallion

She turned away, tears streaming down her face as she walked of

Dylan had said he wouldn’t care about her anymore. Shed barely taken a few sips wetten er plasser chimed and a notification popped up saying her bank card had been frozen

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Chapter 222

She let out a sarcastic laugh. Wow, Dylan really is heartless. He actually froze my card the thought as anger and distreisef surged inside her.

She stood by the side of the road and gave Beatrice a call.

Yvonne, what’s wrong? Did something happen?” Beatrice asked, her voice weak and listless.

“Mom, I ran into Dylan on the street. He said I’m grown up now, and from now on, he won’t care about how I eat dress, or live anymore.

“Mom, how could he be so heartless? I’m his only sister. Why does he have to treat me like this?” Yvonne sobbed, her voice trembling with pain.

Yvonne couldn’t stop crying. No money… how am I supposed to live? she thought, feeling completely lost.

Beatrice froze for a moment, suddenly recalling that Dylan had gone to get a paternity test.

He’d done it with his father, and she hadn’t tried too hard to stop him. If she had, it would only have made Dylan more suspicious.

Does he know about Yvonne’s real identity too? Beatrice wondered, her heart skipping violently.

Her heart shot straight up to her throat, anxiety gripping her.

“Yvonne, besides saying he won’t look after you anymore, did Dylan say anything else?” Beatrice asked, her voice thick with

worry.

Beatrice sounded really anxious.

“No, Mom. He just said I’m grown up now and that he won’t support me financially anymore. And just now, I got a notification. My bank card was frozen,” Yvonne replied, her voice trembling.

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