Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 337

"I would rather never have been adopted by you!"

After saying this, Kimberly pushed her mother's hand from her shoulder and took a few steps back to keep a distance from her.

"How ridiculous. Before stepping into this house, I still had a glimmer of hope. I hoped you would say something to keep me around. Even if you're lying, I would still feel warm. But... no, you even... asked me to give my identity to Erica. That's right, I don't care about wealth or power, but what I care more about is... kinship. Otherwise, I wouldn't have listened to your words and replaced Erica to marry into the Yardley family. Mom, you said you raised me and had done a lot for me, but... you also took a lot of benefit from me, didn't you?" Kimberly said.

Kimberly's eyes were full of tears, but she held them back to not let them fall. She bit her lips tightly.

"After I got divorced, you simply gave me a cold order and threw me into the Yardley family. Do you think that I became the young madam of the Yardley family and was well off? If you really think that, why didn't you let Erica marry into the family instead? It was because you thought the husband was a cripple, and you were afraid your daughter would fall into a fire pit! So, in that sense, am I repaying you for raising me? Wouldn't that be enough to repay you?" She continued.

"No!" Mrs. Shell shook her head hard and said, "No, Kimberly, you can never get rid of the Shell family. Anyway, I'm the one who raised you. It is your responsibility to do anything I require! What's wrong with you? You are just a divorced woman. If it wasn't for the Shell family, you would've been a good-for-nothing now. Furthermore, if it wasn't for Erica, you wouldn't be the young madam of the Yardley family!"

"Then I don't want this title of the young madam of the Yardley family!!"

Kimberly cried loudly, "Do you think I want it? Why do you think the title is so good and I have to take it? After I married into the Yardley family, have you ever cared about me? All these years, I really thought that I was the daughter of the Shell family. Everything I have done... is because I took you as my own mother, so even if I felt that it was unfair, I would be willing to bear all the grievances and promise to do it!"

"But today I finally understand... all you ever did was take advantage of me. You only want to get benefits out of me. One day, when I'm useless, you won't even hesitate to kick me away!" She rambled on.

"Why do you say 'use'? Since you don't care about wealth and status, why can't you give it to your sister?" Mrs. Shell snapped back.

"If I don't want it, I have to give it to her?" Kimberly thought.

"Who said I don't want it?" Kimberly suddenly sneered. "As you said, that's the identity of Miss Hanover, and... that belongs to me. I deserve it."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Shell was stunned. "You..."

Kimberly did not speak anymore. Her eyes were much colder, and her temperament was no longer the same as before.

She came in here with hope, but now the only hope she had was gone, there was no point in staying here anymore.

Bearing that in mind, Kimberly turned and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Mrs. Shell's face changed and she became anxious. She went forward and grabbed her wrist. "Where are you going?"

Kimberly's heart moved. Before she answered, she heard Mrs. Shell said, "Even if you want to leave, you should remember the fact that I did raise you. In fact, I owe a lot of gambling debts and now you are the daughter of the Hanover family. You should be able to compensate me, shouldn't you?"

Well, now she was completely disheartened.

Kimberly smiled faintly, but her eyes were dead and dimmed.

"I understand. I will never forget... your favor," she replied.

Hearing this, Mrs. Shell smiled happily. "That's right. After all, I'm your mother for these past years. Be careful on your way back."

She didn't see Kimberly's expression and didn't know what she was thinking.

Or perhaps, she couldn't care less about what Kimberly was thinking.

When Kimberly walked out of the door, she felt heartbreaking. Her long hair flapped in the cool night breeze. She stopped and hugged herself. "It's so cold," she muttered.