Lahat ng Kabanata ng You Left Me for Your Secretary, so Why Are You Begging at My Wedding?: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

Back then, Kimberly had often complained to her that Liz was lazy and unmotivated, running around all day with troublemakers.But when the college entrance exam results came out, the so-called “good student” Mandy only scored high enough to get into an average university, while Liz ranked among the top fifty in the entire state. The school deliberately kept her score under wraps.Instead of recognizing her own favoritism, Kimberly insisted that Mandy had simply underperformed, while Liz had just gotten lucky.In front of everyone, Mrs. Smith Sr. called her out and asked, “If luck really was all it took, then why didn’t Mandy have it?”The argument ended badly, and from then on, Kimberly rarely came to see her.When it came time to fill out college applications, not a single member of the Smith family offered Liz any guidance. Instead, the three of them took Mandy on a trip, saying she needed to “relax.”In the end, Liz filled out her own application and chose Capital University.

Although Liz found William’s face attractive, she had never seriously thought about being with him.Mrs. Smith Sr. took another sip of soup, her expression calm as she said, “If you’re not interested, you still have plenty of cousins who don’t have boyfriends. I can introduce them to Dr. Sanders. Maybe one of them will be a good match.”Liz fell silent.When Liz didn’t respond, Mrs. Smith Sr. let the subject drop and went back to drinking her soup at a leisurely pace.Having her granddaughter by her side really was different. The soup Liz made was no worse than anything prepared by a professional chef.Once she finished, Mrs. Smith Sr. was about to lie down for a rest when the door swung open.Kimberly and Michael walked in carrying gift baskets. The moment Kimberly saw Liz, her brows furrowed and a flash of disgust crossed her eyes.“What are you doing here?”She still hadn’t forgotten the sharp words Liz had thrown at her outside the law office that day. Just the memory was e

Mrs. Smith Sr. let out a cold laugh. “So in order to protect an adopted daughter from being bullied, you decided to bully your own flesh and blood? Kimberly, Liz has never wronged you or Michael. It’s the two of you who wronged her!”Seeing Mrs. Smith Sr.’s anger rise, Michael quickly tried to intervene. “Mom, don’t get upset. Of course we’ll bring Liz back into the family. We’ve been discussing it, Kimberly and I—”“Discussing for how long now? And yet I haven’t seen you come up with any results. But Mandy? The moment she comes back from abroad, you want to throw her a welcome party—at Harmony Estate, no less. Don’t forget, even you didn’t have the privilege of holding your wedding there.”The words were biting, and since Mandy was Kimberly’s precious jewel, she immediately bristled.“Mom, what’s that supposed to mean? To me, Mandy is my daughter. She deserves everything! We only came here to discuss things with you. If you don’t agree, fine, but was there any need to belittle her

Zac looked up at Liz, catching her impatient expression, and his chest sank.Taking the teacup from her, he forced a smile. “Thank you.”Liz said nothing. She sat back down across from him, her face unreadable.Zac steadied himself and turned to Mrs. Smith Sr. “Grandma, I heard you enjoy saffron. A friend of mine just came back from Malvera, and I asked him to bring me two boxes. When they arrive, I’ll deliver them to you myself.”Mrs. Smith Sr. sighed softly. “That’s very thoughtful of you.”“You’re Liz’s grandmother, which makes you my grandmother too. A younger generation showing respect to an elder—it’s only right.”As he spoke, Zac glanced at Liz. Her expression remained indifferent, as though she hadn’t even heard him. His fingers tightened around the teacup. He had thought that, at least in front of her grandmother, Liz might show him some courtesy. Only now did he realize he had been fooling himself.Mrs. Smith Sr. pretended not to notice his reaction, keeping her smil

“Grandma, I don’t care about that kind of empty title.”What difference would a grand welcome party make? It wouldn’t change the fact that the Smiths didn’t like her.In the past, she had tried so hard to fit into the family, forcing herself to please everyone. Now, she no longer cared, and she had no intention of bending over backward just to be accepted.“You don’t have to like it, but it has to happen. I want everyone to know that you are the true daughter of the Smith family.”Liz opened her mouth to argue again, but Mrs. Smith Sr. had already guessed what she was thinking. She turned on her side and said, “I’m tired. I’ll sleep for a while.”Realizing she wouldn’t change her grandmother’s mind, Liz could only shake her head helplessly and get up. “I’ll go make us lunch.”She had just reached the kitchen door when Mrs. Smith Sr.’s voice floated over. “I want spicy chili.”Her grandmother’s family had always loved hot food, and fiery chili was her weakness. But with her high