After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Mrs. Wright's voice, which was full of sympathy, suddenly said, "How on earth do the Carsons treat her? Her face has been disfigured, and they still let others malign her as a child bride! It's so ridiculous!" "Don't you plan to turn Jenna away?" asked Brayden, looking at his mother in surprise.

"What kind of person do you think | am? Jenna lives here now, and she's part of my family. If Aldo dares to bring her home, he will be dead meat! And Jenna would ask to come back if the Carsons were so nice instead of treating her like that!" Mrs. Wright got more and more incited as she talked about it, her well-cared face being red with anger, "But it turns out that Jenna has never mentioned the Carsons. What the hell does it mean? She doesn't want to go back." As Mrs. Wright was talking with Brayden, there suddenly came a knock at the door.

While a domestic went out of the kitchen and intended to open the door, Mrs, Wright stopped her and said, "I got it, go do your thing." Then she stepped out of the living room, walked through the yard, and opened the door.

A tall man was standing who seemed to be in his thirties. He was handsome, especially in his fireman uniform.

Mrs. Wright was no fool who recognized he was Aldo and snorted.

Talk of the devil and he will appear.

"Good morning, Mr. Carson, what are you doing in front of my humble room?" Aldo pursed his lips and said, "Mrs. Wright, does Jenna Shepherd live here for some time?" "Here is only my goddaughter Jenna. Do you know her?" Mrs. Wright directly pointed out that Jenna was her goddaughter to show her stand.

As expected, Aldo's face turned sullen with a bit of shock. He said in an impatient tone, "Mrs. Wright, Jenna is a member of the Carsons. When did she become your goddaughter?" He gave the gifts in his hand to Mrs. Wright and said, "Let me see her, please.” Mrs. Wright subdued her anger and replied, "Mr. Carson, your family is honorable, and | can't receive your gift without offering any help. It will be appreciated if you take it back. Whether or not my daughter wants to see you depends on her." "I don't want to see him." There came Jenna's soft voice from the living room as soon as Mrs. Wright turned around.

Jenna stood in the doorway and heard them clearly.

In fact, she had hidden around the corner of the stairs when Mrs. Wright talked with Brayden.

If she said she was not touched at all, she must lie.

It was out of her expectations that the Wrights actually accepted her and treated her as family.

Although they had only met by chance, the Wrights were kind to her. Above all, she was treated with the respect she deserved.

That was, they always asked her advice and listened to her before whatever they did.

It was the real respect that not everyone could show to her.

"Jenna, come back with me..." Aldo shouted in the yard, "I have thought much about it that | will never dislike you even if your face is disfigured. | will treat you well as before. Do you still remember the happy time we lived together? You can't leave me, can you?" Each word seemed to touch Jenna's pain points fiercely, which made it hard for her to stand the pangs.

However, the shocked face he got when he saw her face in front of the restaurant had been engraved in her mind.

He must have hesitated about it for days as he just appeared now...

In his eyes, her appearance was much more important than her virtue, wasn't it? After all, if a master from the Carsons was accompanied by a disfigured lady, he would definitely feel face-losing.

Jenna smiled with self-mockery.

Tears were running down her cheeks. Brayden next to her, who kept silent all the way, felt a pang of heartache for Jenna.

He got a buzz in his brain getting suddenly peevish, strode out of the living room, and came to Aldo.

Then he threw a punch at Aldo's face and snarled, "Shut your mouth up! What a cheek you've got shouting here!" "If you dare pester my sister again, | will beat you like this every time. You bastard!" The punch caught Aldo off guard.

But he was a fire department chief who was skilled in fighting.

As he recovered from himself, he immediately grappled with Brayden.

And Brayden was not bad because he always stayed with Franklin and learned some, even though he was not as good as Franklin.

Jenna, who was wallowed in sadness, was shocked when she heard the sound of fighting.

She hurried there and saw two men wrestling.

Mrs. Wright stood by but worried about her son. She shouted, "Brayden! Stop! Mr. Carson! Let go!" Two hot-blooded men did their utmost to fight with each other.

The sound soon drew the neighbors’ attention; some passers couldn't help looking into it, stretching their necks.

Jenna gnashed her teeth and said, "Stop it! Stop it!" Hearing her voice, Aldo just threw a look at her, but then he got a punch from Brayden, flying off.

Jenna was in a pair of pink pajamas with a pair of pink slippers. She tied her hair up so that her clear forehead was shown as well as half her face, which was full of ugly scars.

When she lived in the Wright residence, she never had any need to hide her scars. It was because there were neither subtle glances nor looks of disgust.

The members of the Wright family treated her normally, which made her feel equal and comfortable. She really liked it.

It was the first time that he had seen the ugly scars in such a direct way. Last time, they were partially covered by her hair.

He goggled at the scars unbelievably.

They struggled and overlapped densely on her face, like swarming ants. Her face, which used to be beautiful, was now ugly and disgusting to death.

His mind went blank at the moment. He really wanted to do or say something, but he failed. He merely wanted to ask why.

"Such an ugly woman doesn't deserve your love, does she?" There was the voice of Mrs. Carson from the door. In a pair of high heels with a limited edition bag in her hand, she strode towards Aldo and helped him up, feeling bad for him.

"Mom? Why are you here?" Aldo looked at Mrs. Carson who appeared suddenly in surprise.