Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband

Chapter 388

Chapter 388

That woman played the victim first, “Abby and her mom think we eat too much; they’re trying to kick us

out with a broom. She told us we’re not allowed to step foot in your house ever again.”

Abigail didn’t care about her image anymore; she pointed at her and shouted, “Bu lls hit! Your son was

the one who spilled my skincare products first, and you dare to slander my best friend!”

The woman spat on the ground, “Pfft! Out of all the people, why did you have to be friends with

Cornelia? She’s a shameless woman and everyone around here knows the dirty deeds she’s done. If

she can do all that, why can’t people talk about it?”

Abigail, “Shut up!”

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Abigail’s dad shouted, “Abigail, you shut up!”

Abigail looked at her dad, her eyes welling up with tears of injustice, “Dad, aren’t they sucking you dry

enough? Now you’re just going to blindly side with them?”

Her dad glanced at her, then at his tear-streaked wife, hesitating for a moment, “Abby, they’re your

uncle’s family.”

Abigail interrupted, “Is my uncle dead? You’re not him; why do you have to support his wife and son? Is

there such a thing in this world? They’re not disabled; can’t they earn their own living?”

Abigail’s dad knew this wasn’t right, but he’s been bearing it all these years; he couldn’t just abandon

his brother’s wife and son, “Abby… Seeing that Abigail’s dad might soften, the woman fell to the

ground, crying and shouting, “Brother, look at what your daughter has leamed from Cornelia over the

years. She even cursed her uncle to die and cursed us to be disabled.”

Abigail, “You harpy!”

Since Cornelia wasn’t there and most of the people here had a bad impression of her, the woman threw

all the mud she could think of at Comelia, “Brother, not to gossip. Abby wasn’t like this before; it’s

because she’s been with Cornelia for so long; she’s learned all that little b itch’s bad habits, and now

she can’t even tell the difference between good and bad.”

Abigail was so angry that she sn atched the broom from her mom’s hand and tried to hit the woman,

who kept dodging and saying, “Brother, see? Abby now dares to hit me. If she continues to hang out

with Cornelia, our family will be ruined by that little bi tch.

Abigail’s dad wanted to say something, but Abby’s tearful mom spoke, “I’ve been tolerating them for a

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very long time. I could swallow it! but now they’re bullying my daughter. Today, you must give me a

clear answer! If you want to keep them, we’re leaving. This house can either have us or them, not

both.”

Abigail’s dad frowned, “Why are you causing trouble now? The soup in the kitchen is almost ready, go

serve it. Leave this matter to me.”

Hearing this, Abby’s mom, who had been enduring for many years, was extremely disappointed. She

suddenly laughed, “Haven’t I endured enough over these years? I’m causing trouble? Who’s really

causing trouble in this house? If it weren’t for these leeches, would we only be able to afford a

$100,000 house in Riverton for our daughter?”

Their jobs were not bad; the salary was good in Rosenberg. Excluding their expenses and occasional

aid to their daughter, they still had a lot of surplus, but all these surpluses were taken away by them.