Winona Wallace’s hands gripped tightly on her knees, her venomous gaze piercing through the bangs on her forehead, unwaveringly fixed on Leslie Howard, who was nestled in David Redington’s arms.
That position... it was supposed to be hers, it was hers!
If it weren’t for Leslie Howard shalessly seducing David Redington on the set, if it weren’t for her knocking on David’s room door in the middle of the night, all of this should have belonged to her!
At this mont, Winona Wallace felt countless resentful blood coursing through her body in a frenzy.
’The Flower of Thorns’ was originally supposed to be called ’Twin Flowers,’ and the female lead of this show was supposed to be her, Winona Wallace, not Leslie Howard.
If it weren’t for Leslie Howard, if it weren’t for this shaless woman, then the one who would have fallen in love with David Redington due to the drama, then fallen in love, gotten married, and shown off love everywhere would be Winona Wallace.
But now...
Leslie Howard stole her position, and Winona Wallace could only marry a silly old man who could be her father’s age.
Hate, intense hate, almost engulfing Winona Wallace.
Just as her expression beca increasingly twisted, her eyes revealing more bitterness, an aged yet cold sound rang in her ears.
"Put away that jealous and ugly look in your eyes."
Mrs. Nelson was sitting to Winona Wallace’s left, closer to the bride and groom.
She hardly even shifted her gaze a bit, her attention still on the newlywed couple publicly kissing in front.
Yet it’s as if she had eyes on the back of her head, knowing without turning that Winona Wallace seated to her right was in such a condition.
"Second daughter-in-law, don’t bla for not reminding you. Your current status represents not just the small-minded Wallace family but our Nelson family of H city. Your words and actions, slight mistakes, will bring sha to our Nelson family.
I don’t care how you feel inside, but outwardly, you must hide it from . If you dare to do anything detrintal to the Nelson family and make people say that the daughter-in-law of the Nelsons is envious and jealous, tarnishing our family’s reputation... Believe , you wouldn’t want to know what kind of family rules await you when you return."
Family rules...
The family rules of the Nelsons are just beatings, no als, and... small dark room confinent, right?
Just thinking about those so-called family rules made Winona Wallace tremble, her face pale.
Especially confinent in a small dark room; she’s already afraid of dogs, being locked in a room with vicious dogs... That fear almost exudes from her bones.
Winona Wallace dared not, dared not... she’s scared.
Suddenly, Winona Wallace’s face, filled with jealousy and resentnt, quickly sank.
She took several deep breaths, and the venomous hatred on her face reverted to its original timid cowardice.
"Hmm, at least you know your place, my teachings weren’t in vain." Mrs. Nelson seed to sense Winona Wallace’s change, casually applauding along with other guests as she spoke.
This ti, Winona Wallace dared not show any resentnt towards Leslie Howard.
Compared to Leslie Howard, she now wished death upon Mrs. Nelson.
As long as this old fellow doesn’t die, she’ll never gain freedom, and she’ll never make her mark in the Nelson family.
Just as Winona Wallace lowered her head, her thoughts spinning in every direction.
On the ceremonial stage, David Redington, who had just exchanged rings with Leslie Howard, suddenly gestured to ask the guests present to quiet down.
"Thank you all for attending our wedding. There’s sothing, taking today’s opportunity, that Leslie and I want to announce to everyone."
As David said this, his serene gaze suddenly turned to look at Mrs. Wallace seated in the front row of the audience.
At this mont, Bruce Wallace had already been driven out.
The only ones left there were Mrs. Wallace and Sheila Fletcher.
[Update complete, see you tomorrow night~]
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