Presiden's wild wife novel Chapter 369

They were not related by blood.

"How could that be? I am a Brown. I am not a bastard!" Yolanda muttered, tearing the test report into shreds.

She chuckled, "It's fake! You're lying to me, you're all liars!"

"Yolanda, don't." Jacqueline hugged her, "Listen to me, don't worry. You re the Browns. Don't listen to them..."

"Get out!"

Yolanda pushed her away, and Jacqueline fell to the ground.

"It's you!" Yolanda's eyes were red. "Why don't you die! Why did you give birth to me? You're a murderer, an indiscreet woman!"

"What did you say?"

Jacqueline widened her eyes. Before Yolanda could react, the former quickly picked herself up and gave Yolanda a loud slap.

Jacqueline was shaking, and her hand was hot and red.

"Yolanda! You have no right to scold me, I'm your mother! Even if I'm a loser, you're born to me!"

"Disgusting!" Yolanda looked distraught. She looked down at her wrist, and felt that the blood in her was so black and dirty.

"You..."

Jacqueline wanted to hit Yolanda again, but before she could do anything, Yolanda quickly turned her back and vomited violently.

Yolanda kept picking at her throat, as if everything on her was dirty!

"Yolanda..."

Jacqueline's heart ached again, "I beg you, please don't do this. I promise you that I won't do that again, OK?"

'Don't touch me!" Yolanda was particularly averse to Jacqueline.

Jacqueline relented and immediately stepped back. "OK, I won't touch you."

Yolanda couldn't throw out, and she lay on the ground and cried. The dirt on the ground disgusted people.

Her eyes wandered and she murmured, "Why, why!"

She was a lady for the past twenty years, but now she was told that she was just a bastard, a child conceived by Jacqueline who didn't know who her father was...

All she could think was that she was a bastard who didn't know who her father was!

"Yolanda..."

Jacqueline's heart was like being stabbed by a sharp knife.

Yolanda staggered to her feet, her head reeling and her feet wobbling.

Jacqueline looked at her and said, "Yolanda, where are you going?"

"Where? I'm going?"