The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Chapter 677

Read More

Chapter 677

After saying that, Hamilton shot another cold glare at Marico.

“I won’t let you get away with making a fool of me like this p>

Hamilton drove off, but Natalie couldn’t help but shiver. His last words and the look in his eyes had been so cold that she was genuinely starting to worry.

“He’s going to retaliate against you,” Natalie said, looking at Marico.

Marico, however, still seemed completely unfazed. “I’m not even afraid of Theodore. Why would I be afraid of him p>

Seeing Marico’s bruised and swollen face, Natalie cleared her throat. “You should come upstairs. I’ll put something on those cuts p>

Marico immediately pretended to be in immense pain. “Ouch! Natalie, I got hurt for you. You have to repay me p>

These days, Penelope was splitting her time between the hospital and Theodore’s house. Donald was out of critical condition and recovering quickly, though he would need to stay in the hospital for another month. Hans had been discharged and had taken back control of the Bishop Group.

As for Yvonne and Judy, Donald had only mentioned them once. He didn’t press charges, instead sending them abroad, which was more than generous.

Theodore had been very busy lately, so the responsibility of looking after the twins had fallen on Penelope’s shoulders.

She had just returned from the hospital that day and walked in to find the house had practically flooded. Hubert was splashing around in a mud puddle, sending specks of dirt flying everywhere. Lilian was splattered with mud but could do nothing but continue sweeping the water out, bracing against the onslaught.

Theodore’s villa had gardens and lawns in both the front and back. In the less than a month Hubert had been living there, the garden flowers had died, the lawn had withered, and it was riddled with one hole after another. An outsider would have thought some animal had been digging up the yard.

“Hubert Laurier!” Penelope roared.

When Hubert saw her, he scurried into the house like a mouse seeing a cat.

Lilian straightened up, holding her lower back, her face a mask of misery. “Ms. Laurier, when does the young master start school p>

“Soon, very soon. Thank you for your hard work,” Penelope said quickly.

There were several housekeepers, but Hubert was such a handful that most of them had called in sick.

1.n

Penelope helped Lilian sweep for a while and then offered to pay all the staff triple their wages for the two summer months, which finally placated Lilian She went inside and saw Mrs. Stapleton standing by the door with a thunderous expression, talking on the phone while trying to clean her clothes.

Her outfit was covered in mud, likely from when Hubert had collided with her as he ran inside.

“Have two maids sent over. Lilian can’t handle this on her own p>

After giving instructions to the butler, Mrs. Stapleton saw Penelope and sighed heavily.

“It must have been difficult for you, raising Hubert all by yourself these past few years p>

Penelope gave a forced smile. It had actually been easy raising Hubert.

eye

She had let him run wild in their town, where everyone in the community helped keep an him. It was precisely because he was raised this way that he was always bouncing off the walls, never able to sit still.

“I’ll go up and teach him a lesson right now p>

“Don’t!” Mrs. Stapleton stopped her immediately. “Hubert is wonderful just the way

he is. I wish Julian were a little more mischievous p>

At the mention of Julian, Penelope remembered he had a violin lesson today.

“He left early this morning. Said he couldn’t practice peacefully at home, so he wanted to go to the studio early to get some extra time in p>

Julian’s got it all figured out for a kid — doesn’t need anyone breathing down his neck.

Penelope and Mrs. Stapleton actually chatted for a while, with none of their usual tension.

Someone called Mrs. Stapleton’s

phone Penelope was about to give her some privacy, but ad few steps, she heard Mrs. Stapleton exclaim, “You found him? Where? I’ll be right there p>

Hearing that, Penelope stopped in her tracks.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Chapter 677 Read Online Free

The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself webtoon has captured the attention of readers who enjoy emotional, character-driven storytelling with deep psychological themes. Many fans first discover the series through illustrated episodes and later search for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself read online to explore the full narrative experience. As interest grows, readers frequently look for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself free read online options that provide convenient access across devices. Whether someone wants The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself read for personal reflection or simply entertainment, the story offers a compelling journey of self-discovery, regret, and emotional growth that resonates with modern audiences.With rising popularity, searches for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself light novel pub and official publishing sources have increased significantly. Readers want reliable platforms where they can access The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel in complete and high-quality formats. Many users specifically type The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Read Online to quickly find trustworthy sites. At the same time, phrases like The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself read free and The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself free read show how audiences prefer flexible and affordable reading options. The growing demand for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself online reflects its strong impact within the romance and self-reflection genre.As digital fiction platforms continue to expand, more readers search for The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Read online free to enjoy seamless chapter updates. Queries such as The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself online free and The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself free demonstrate a clear interest in accessible storytelling. Whether revisiting favorite scenes or starting fresh, many fans return to The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Read Online for a convenient reading experience. The continued popularity of The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself online proves that meaningful narratives about identity and emotional realization remain highly relevant in today’s online literary landscape.