After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Therefore, Jenna could only pretend as if nothing had happened. She walked past Brayden and walked into the kitchen.

Mrs. Wright was taking the porridge out when she saw Jenna walk into the kitchen in a well-behaved manner. She helped take the pumpkin pie out.

Mrs. Wright was moved.

How sweet she was! How could someone have the heart to hurt such a sweet little girl? Jenna was so much sweeter than her son who was a troublemaker.

When Mayor Cody walked out and saw Jenna, he was stunned and then smiled at her, "Are you feeling better?" Seeing Mayor Cody, Jenna didn't know what to do and lowered her head.

There was someone else living here? She had a natural fear of strangers.

"Mayor Cody, you scared her." Mrs. Wright walked out with the porridge. "Come, girl. Sit next to me." At the breakfast table, Mrs. Wright introduced her family to Jenna.

Only then did she know that the man who gave her the lollipop last night was called Brayden Wright.

"I'm... I'm Jenna..." Jenna said in a low voice.

Mrs. Wright picked up food for her and said, "What a beautiful name! Do you like the clothes | bought for you?" Jenna thought of all those pink clothes. She clearly felt the warmth and kindness of the Wright family.

So, she nodded hard in reply.

"| like them very much. Thank you. Mrs. Wright." Mrs. Wright smiled brightly. "From now on, you can live with us. | happen to be in lack of a company." Jenna didn't refuse.

Anyway, she couldn't go back to Aldo's villa now with her disfigured face.

Thinking of Aldo, she felt heartbroken.

Mrs. Carson raised Aldo up, so she didn't want to let Aldo be in a dilemma about whether to choose Mrs. Carson or her. After all, she was just a girl adopted by Aldo.

She couldn't imagine how heartbreaking it would be if Aldo chose Mrs. Carson and abandoned her. But just the imagination could make her hard to breathe.

If she was to face that, she'd rather leave and escape.

She was alone in her own world, just like snowflakes that might seem to be in a group but only had one shape.

She had made up her mind that she would sneak into Aldo's villa when she recovered to get her ID and her savings. Her savings over the years should be enough for her to buy a small apartment.

She couldn't live in someone else's house forever. She had known how it felt like to depend on others for a living.

She would earn a living on her own in the future.

In the hospital, Sylvia sat there in her grandma's ward and was peeling an apple for her.

She had been busy lately. She was either at fashion shows or searching for Jenna while developing an antidote.

She seldom had any spare time.

"Grandma, | may not be able to visit you often from now on," Sylvia cut the apple, put them on a plate, and handed the plate to Kira.

Kira looked at her, surprised. She had recovered well recently and the doctor said she would be able to leave the hospital soon.

"What happened, Sibbie?" Sylvia didn't intend to tell Kira about her being poisoned.

"Nothing. | just got something to do." Her grandma wouldn't be able to help anyway, so she would rather save her grandma from worries.

"I'am an old lady now. | just hope my kids and grandkids could be around,” Kira ate a piece of apple and said after hesitation, "Sibbie, | want to ask you for help." "Go ahead, grandma." "Your dad... No matter what, he's your father and people make mistakes. Sylvia, | beg you. Help him out of jail. | heard that being prisoned was torment. Your dad has never gone through any hardship..." At the thought that her son was suffering in jail, Kira felt bad and couldn't even eat or sleep.

Sylvia frowned and looked helpless. "Grandma, he has committed crimes and he's being punished by the law. | didn't create the law and | can't get him out." "How about Mr. Maskelyne? He's a powerful man. Your father didn't kill anyone. He should be able to get out," Kira was anxious and said, "Should | go beg Mr. Maskelyne?" "Grandma, Franklin can't help him. He has committed crimes." Sylvia didn't know how to reason with Kira.

Kira grew angry. Sylvia had seldom come to see her recently and she had been thinking that Sylvia was avoiding her.

And Sylvia's reaction confirmed her guess.

Sylvia didn't intend to help Otto! But Otto was her son, her hope of life! She said unhappily, "Sibbie, you are going too far. You are his daughter and he raised you! How could you sit here and do nothing while your dad's suffering in jail? You should get him out. It's your obligation as his daughter. | have been taking care of you since your mother died. For my sake, you should do me this favor, don't you think so?" Sylvia couldn't believe what she had heard.

Was this her grandma who always doted on her? Kira was being partial to her son, who had committed crimes, instead of her granddaughter, who had saved her from her son's torture.

Did Kira think her son had done nothing wrong? Did Kira think Otto was in jail now because she didn't help him out? "Grandma, he's the one who has committed crimes, not me. How could you say that? You raised me and | will repay you for the rest of my life, but dad is a criminal now! | am not a judge and | don't make the law!" Kira was so angry that she shed tears. "I raised you up and | didn't expect you to turn into an ungrateful person! No matter what, he's your dad and your family! How could you be so cruel to him! If | had known you would become like this, | wouldn't have been that good to you!" Sylvia felt hurt.

These words came from her grandma, who raised her and protected her when she was a child.

She had always thought that Kira was her closest family. She was kept in the dark when Otto and Skyla tortured Kira and she had been feeling guilty for not being there earlier.

But now, she was hurt because Kira chose to trust Otto blindly and conditionally.