CHAPTER 85

"Madeline, you bitch! I won't be easily defeated by you, just you wait!" Leila muttered to herself in a cold voice, the bright crystal light setting off the hatred under her eyes in an extraordinarily blinding way.

At this moment, she couldn't help but recall the image of Madeline at her wedding today, making a spectacle of herself with her husband.

The thought of it made her annoyed.

How much she was holding her anger today, and how comfortable Madeline was, as she had made a big splash at the wedding.

All this time, she couldn't understand why she had to hide it in the first place, since Madeline's husband was so handsome and so skilled in medicine.

Was it really all as Madeline had said, that she was just afraid that her father would be angry with her for making the decision to get married on her own, so she planned to explain it slowly afterwards?

Or was there something else going on?

She always felt as if something was wrong.