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Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart? novel Chapter 2409

"She is your mother! You should respect her! You should always remember that your mother is the best mother in the world and the one you really admire!" Yvonne's uncle looked at Yvonne sharply.

Yvonne teared up, unhappy.

She asked in confusion, "Is it all untrue?"

At this time, her aunt came up, looked at Yvonne, and said earnestly, "Girl, whether or not your mother is a mistress is all in the past. Let's say she is not. Even if she is, your mother and your father have been legally married for more than 30 years now. Now, at this juncture, how can it be so coincidental that ancient history that's more than 30 years old have been brought up again?

Obviously, it's premeditated.

It's aimed at the Yates family. It's aimed at you, girl.

If at this time, we fight among ourselves, we will really fall into the trap of others. You will be laughed at by others, those who plotted this will get away with it. Do you understand, girl?"

Her aunt's words snapped Yvonne out of it.

She stopped crying at once.

Although she was dissatisfied with her parents, at this moment she still wiped away her tears and asked firmly, "You're right. So what should we do now?"

"Later, no matter how many journalists there are outside, no matter how ugly their questions are, let's protect your mother first. She is the biggest victim of this disaster. Do you understand? When we get home and close the door, then we can tell you about the past."

Yvonne nodded.

She looked at her mother with red eyes, " Mom, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. No matter what happened, you are my mother, and as your daughter I will always be with you."

Missus Yates hugged Yvonne and cried.

"Okay Mom, stop crying. Let's go home."

Missus Yates nodded.

The two families, six people in total, had just come out of the detention center.

Everyone's heart was at peace.

They all know what they were going to face next.

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