Chapter 89
At that time, Yvonne had returned home tiredly after going shopping.
Lydia sat on the sofa in the living room with a sullen expression. Before Yvonne could put her things down, she said coldly, "From today onward, this house can only accommodate either me or Samuel. You should think about how to solve this, Yvonne."
Yvonne furrowed her brows. Her mother was fine earlier, so why did the woman suddenly act up again?
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Yvonne asked.
"What's wrong with me?" Lydia instantly exploded and said righteously, "Samuel doesn’t even respect me anymore now. I think he no longer obeys anyone anymore. He even had the guts to scold me. Do you think I can continue tolerating such a person?"
Scold?
How could Samuel scold Lydia? There must have been some misunderstanding.
"Mom, you’re not listening to other people's nonsense, are you?" Yvonne asked.
"He scolded me right in front of my face! Why do I need to listen to anyone else?" Lydia said.
"How’s that possible?" Yvonne's fir
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