Secret Wealthy Marriage
Chapter 673: Individual Retribution (4)

Chapter 673: Chapter 673: Individual Retribution (4)

"Did you tell me about it?" Carolline frowned, she really had no memory of it. However, that was not important.

"Why did you decide to invest in a kindergarten?" Carolline found this question more important.

"Underestimating your husband, eh? The charity work I do is not limited to this," bragged a certain man. Of course, he would not say that he went to the kindergarten simply aiming to get closer to his wife through their son.

"Really?" Carolline didn’t think so at that time.

It wasn’t until a chance mishap that she learned that what he said was indeed true, his charitable deeds were more than just one.

She had always thought that his charity work was related to Phoebe Miller, as their relationship had been very intimate. Even if that relationship was gone, as classmates, Bryan Hawkins should still look after Phoebe Miller.

By this time, Carolline, naturally, would not be jealous any more.

How could she know that, many years ago, his charitable deeds were done for her? So, how could she not be moved, and how could she not believe in his affection for her.

He truly fell in love with her. After many years of giving and waiting, she finally received love of the same weight.

——Divider——

Debbie Duncan finally woke up after two days of being unconscious. When she woke up, besides whiteness before her eyes, the only thing left was the indifferent faces of prison guards. Even when she fainted, she was sent to a hospital near the prison, with people watching and monitoring.

Debbie Duncan’s eyes made a circle, and sure enough, she did not see Cole Duncan. Did her son really decide to leave his mother? Thinking about what caused her fainting, thinking about how Cole Duncan reacted when he saw her, only asking where Elena Duncan was, Debbie Duncan felt deeply distressed and closed her eyes again.

A hand stretched out and roughly pushed her twice, followed by the cold voice of the female prison guard, "Hey, hey, don’t play dead. I saw you waking up. A doctor will come soon to examine you. If there’s nothing wrong, you have to go back to jail."

The female guard was so rude to Debbie Duncan because she heard that she was sent here for committing some crime. Fifteen years, for such scum, the guard thought that was too short. She should be sentenced to life in prison, making such a person spend the rest of her life in prison and not causing trouble to the world.

Debbie Duncan abruptly opened her eyes, glaring at the female prison guard. What was she trying to do? Even a criminal has human rights.

"What are you staring at? No matter how you stare, you can’t change the fact that you’re scum. I didn’t realize how scary you were until I saw you. What is someone like you doing alive in this world?" The female prison guard must have just graduated from a related school. She was quite young and passionate about justice. When it came to such things, she was full of hatred for the evil.

"You——" Debbie Duncan simply didn’t expect to be treated like this upon waking up. After all, wasn’t she a patient right now?

"What me? Think about it, you’re someone who even her son doesn’t want to recognize, what else can you be?" The female prison guard said, standing up. At this moment, the doctor and a nurse appeared at the door.

They came in to check on Debbie Duncan and said she was fine now. The female prison guard then called her superior for instructions.

Then, someone came in to take Debbie away. Even the breakfast was not prepared for her. It wasn’t until Debbie was locked up in jail that someone threw in two hard steamed buns to her.

Debbie Duncan called out to the person who brought her food, "Wait a minute, this is so hard. How can I eat it? Go and heat it up."