CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 81 Taunts

Chapter 81 Taunts

Without waiting for Francis, Lilian went to the Landau Residence alone.

The evening rain in Linkland City made all the buildings blurry and indistinct.

Lilian arrived and walked in with some casually bought fruits.

After all, no matter what she bought, Rosalie would not like it.

The Landau family was very lively today, with many cars parked in the courtyard and at the entrance.

Everett and his ex-wife had a daughter named Angelica who had married early and had come with her husband and two children today.

Francis and Ruby were full-blood siblings, both born by Rosalie.

Everett had a younger son whom he had brought back from outside. It was said that the child's mother had died due to an amniotic fluid embolism while giving birth to him, so Everett raised him in the Landau family.

It had been Rosalie who took care of him, but since he was not her son, she naturally did not care as much about him, and he had been raised into a useless playboy.

As soon as Lilian entered, she heard children playing and laughing.

The innocent and cheerful laughter of the children was like dense needles, piercing her heart and causing pain in her chest.

She stood in the courtyard, holding an umbrella, and the two children rushed toward her, with the seven-year-old boy running into her leg.

Lilian stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"The mute is here!"

"The mute is here!"

The boy circled her, shouting in an innocent tone to poke at her soft spot. With his innocent look, he seemed not to know that his random words would hurt people.

Lilian ignored him and walked toward the living room.

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"Give it to me!"

The boy huffed, glaring up at her. Lilian calmly looked at him and refused.

As soon as she entered this mansion, she could feel the invisible hostility in the air, which also gave birth to resentment in her heart.

She stubbornly held onto the bag, unable to distinguish whether it was pain or resentment sticking in her heart.

Why could they be so happy?

It was only because she was mute that both of her children had died at the hands of this family.

Because she was mute, she was guilty, and she deserved to have no good ending.

The boy grimaced in anger, pulled at the bag, and kicked Lilian's leg.

Lilian loosened her fingers, avoiding his foot, and the boy lost his balance, falling onto the ground. The fruits in his hand scattered all over the place, covered in mud and rolling everywhere.

Feeling painful from the fall, the boy sat on the dump floor and cried bitterly.

His crying echoed loudly, attracting the people in the living room.

Angelica rushed over, helped the boy up, and patted the mud off him before asking with concern: "Oscar, are you okay?"

While crying, Oscar pointed at Lilian and complained about the grievances he had suffered.

Everyone looked at Lilian with disapproving eyes, as if she were a heinous criminal.

She clenched her umbrella tightly, her knuckles turning white.

Ruby half-jokingly taunted her, "Lilian, you're an adult. How could you bully a child?"

Angelica suppressed her anger and put on airs. "I heard it just now. My son is ignorant, and are you too? You can't wrestle with a kid."

Angelica was much older. She was 35 years old, but she maintained herself well and looked like she was in her late twenties.

She even murmured "uncivilized" under her breath, but her low voice was drowned out by Oscar's crying.

"Forget it! Is Oscar all right?" Rosalie interrupted: "What's the point of arguing with a mute? Come inside. It's raining."

Since Oscar was not her son, she didn't care so much.