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Crazy Ex-Mother-in-Law

Author: Jarish143
last update Huling Na-update: 2022-11-17 08:51:20

Jenna leaped into Marcus Anderson's arms and started sobbing uncontrollably as soon as he approached.

Marcus sighed in sorrow and resentment at his daughter. She had never experienced the least amount of suffering since she was a young child, yet she behaved so pitifully in front of Rex Hidalgo. Even worse, Rex never once expressed gratitude for his adorable daughter.

Marcus would have destroyed the Hidalgos and killed that cretin to avenge his princess if not for their prior agreement!

Jenn, you have to abide by our deal, okay? Remember, if that bastard doesn't fall in love with you within two years, you'll return to succeed me in the company.

Marcus rubbed his daughter's hair tenderly while she sobbed. Jenna eventually began to cry and speak sporadically.

Don't worry, Dad... I won't act that foolishly again.

Despite their advice, Jenna left her family and friends behind to pursue her alleged "true love." Like a moth to a flame, she abandoned her identity, privileged status, and luxurious lifestyle to fly toward her demise.

Inches at a time, she eventually removed that man from her heart, but the sorrow she experienced will always remain in her memory.

Good. Your father will arrange for your older brother to come along. Get acquainted with the group first, and then we'll pick a pleasant day to host a welcome banquet to reveal your identity.

Marcus was thrilled that his adored infant daughter would soon begin a profession!

Stella Benedict, Jenna's dearest friend, came rushing to her door even though the news of her return to the Anderson Family had not yet been made public.

Stella Benedict gave Jenna a bear embrace as soon as she saw her and congratulated Jenna on being divorced, saying, "Baby, I've missed you so much!"

Stella was the first to object when Jenna told them she would hide her identity to be married. Still, Jenna persisted in marrying into the Hidalgo family and eventually cut off communication with Stella. Jenna's tears start to flow once more as she finally sees her dearest friend after all these years.

The two ladies chatted for a long time about everything under the sun. After much nagging from Stella, Jenna reluctantly produced her divorce decree and showed it to her. Stella breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it.

“He will regret this, Rex Hidalgo, that stupid blind son of a b*tch!”

Jenna's eyes drooped. He is now a stranger, so even if he regrets it, it has nothing to do with me anymore.

Stella laughed indignantly, "Well done, Baby! You simply need to wave your hand, and your admirers will be lined up from your doorstep to the boundaries of New York City! That bastard can't even get in line.”

Jenna had to return to Rex's house to retrieve some crucial papers she had forgotten she had left there. Jenna accepted Stella's offer to accompany her after giving it some thought.

Jenna did not anticipate running into Dianne, Rex's mother, as soon as she returned. Dianne regularly visited their home without warning and behaved like she was in charge.

When Dianne saw Jenna return with a stranger, she was pretty upset. She mocked Jenna and her buddy while keeping her head held high.

You can't just bring randos back here; did I mention that we have a lot of secret documents in the house? Do you have a goldfish memory, Jenna?

Stella expressed her displeasure after being taken aback. Are you too old to be calling people names? "Who are you calling a rando?"

She was treated like a princess and adored by all. "How could she make such a joke about me? '

Stella was enraged because she could already see what Jenna's life had been like while she was residing here.

Dianne carefully examined Stella as she snorted icily. "I've met many low-class people like you who dream of marrying into a rich family," she said. "Don't think you can pretend to be elite just by wearing false outfits."

Stella grinned angrily. Jenna's face grew grave as she spoke. “Please be respectful of her because she is my friend.”

In the Hidalgo family, Jenna had never responded to Dianne and had always kept her tail between her legs.

‘She just dared to correct me in front of strangers? How could this humble woman from an unknown background talk to me in such a manner?’ Dianne pondered.

“Jenna, you should count your blessings that our family accepts you as our daughter-in-law. Did you forget which mud hole you crawled out of? This girl you brought home is probably just like you. Get out of my house, and don't stain my floors! She yelled. "Respect? Do people of your background even deserve respect?"

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