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Chapter 307 Don'T Want To Bother With The Amnesiac Psycho
Chapter 307 Don't want to bother with the amnesiac psycho
Martha got into the car with the child, her face was very pale, and Jimmy naturally knew that his mother
was angry.
His small mouth was pursed, and he was even more annoyed with Stefan after his memory loss.
'Bad Daddy, just know to make Mommy angry!'
"Mommy, I am sorry ..."
Hearing the soft apology from the child, Martha then returned to her senses and turned her head to
look at her son who was sitting in the passenger seat in a well-behaved manner.
She realized something, covered the emotion in her eyes, reached out and stroked the child's hair.
"I'm not mad at you, Jimmy."
Her child was so nice, how could she be angry with him?
Jimmy nodded, "I know, you're angry with that guy. But for me, you wouldn't have had an argument."
Martha laughed. She was indeed angry because of what Stefan had just said.
After all, every time that man said something, it hurt so much.
But none of that had anything to do with the child.
"Don't think too much about it ... but next time Jimmy, after school, make sure you wait with the teacher
at the school gate for me to pick you up, don't follow ..."
Martha was just about to say, "don't follow strangers", but once she thought about Stefan's relationship
with Jimmy...
She instantly changed the subject.
"You just ate ice cream, so you have to go back and take your medication properly tonight."
Jimmy was taking medication for his current health condition, so he was not allowed to eat ice cream.
Jimmy heard this and immediately nodded his head in a good manner.
...
This night, Stefan did not go back, but stayed in the office for the night.
Touching his face that was sore from being hit, he cursed in his heart.
'The damned woman is so cruel!'
He flipped through the papers in his hand, but he couldn't read them, all he could think of was Martha's
face.
She was smiling at another man while looking at him in displeasure.
It was obvious she was angry when she slapped him in the face.
The way she treated him just proved that she betrayed him, right?
The more Stefan thought about it, the angrier he became, but by the time he reacted to the fact that he
was thinking about Martha again, an hour had passed.
"Damn it, why do I keep thinking about her!"
He despised himself at the moment. He was the one who proposed the divorce, and she was the one
who was forced to accept it.
But now, the one thinking about her was him, and she ...
She did not care about him at all.
A voice deep in his heart told him that he would not allow himself to be ignored by Martha like this!
Stefan picked up his car keys and left the office at a fast pace.
At night, the Doyle Manor.
Martha came out of the shower and looked at the invitations on the table.
In a trance, she went back to the two years when she first became a painter, and in the same way, she
conquered the public by her painting, and became the successful one in the art world, with invitations
from all over the world, and was the center of attention everywhere she went.
She was still Sunnay, the famous painter who won back her glory through a painting exhibition.
Martha enjoyed being in the spotlight on her own merits.
Looking at her mother's portrait, she whispered, "Mom, I did it."
Having succeeded and fulfilled the high expectations given by her mother, she was now a successful
business person in the city and a famous painter in the world.
It seemed that there was nothing that was not perfect anymore.
Except for ...
At the thought of that person, Martha smiled in self-mockery.
"Without love, without marriage, my life would be fine, right? Mom?"
Love and marriage were only a small part of her life. Her mother could sacrifice everything for her
father. Yet for Martha, she no longer had the courage to give everything for her beloved ones.
On the table, the phone buzzed, and Martha looked back at the screen, then frowned and grimaced the
next second.
She hung up, without hesitation.
She didn't want to have any entanglement with an amnesiac psychopath.novelbin