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Chapter 3 My Pitiful Twin Sister
Miranda hurriedly hugged Wesley, who was so furious, and shook her head towards Karina, who was embracing Patricia tightly to protect her.
Karina was the daughter of the Sparks! Both of her parents liked her and she was the most favourable baby in her family.
The Sparks family had a close relationship with the Coleman family for a long time and they wouldn’t hurt her.
Wesley shook his arm and his face was full of hatred, “Ground Patricia in the room and she is not allowed to leave this house from now on.”
Seeing her husband go away angrily, Miranda sighed and left the room as well. Her eyes were full of disappointment.
Lydia couldn’t help saying, “My sister, you’re too stupid. How could you have sex with a man you didn’t know? Don’t you know you have already engaged to Dustin?”
Patricia gritted her teeth and looked up at Lydia, her sparking eyes full of coldness.
“Lydia, we were together last night. Don’t you know when I disappeared on the birthday party?”
Lydia grabbed her hand and said, “I had almost asked everyone I could find to search for you last night. How could you doubt me?”
Karina also nodded, “Patricia, I have heard from others that your sister had done her best to look for you. Your parents also knew that.”
wrong. She remembered her sister forced her to drink.
wrong thing. It is important for our family to get connected by marriage.
Patricia, who was
her teeth and looked at her, “Sister, you’re the one who Dustin loves and I don’t like him at all. It should be you to marry him,
should be happy that you can contribute to the Coleman family.” Lydia snorted and finally stopped pretending
help lowering her head, and asked, “Patricia, are
lip and answered, “Don’t worry, Karina. I wouldn’t grab the one you like. I will definitely not marry
head slightly and simply bandaged the cut on Patricia’s hand to stop
I’m afraid my family will worry about me. I have to leave now
suddenly became silent, which was just the opposite of the noisy scene
slowly went upstairs. She could only rely on her hands to help her climb the stairs because her legs were still weak and
grabbed the handrail
and loosened her hand subconsciously. Her weak legs couldn’t support her anymore and she directly
and didn’t know what to do. Although there
and her parents always compared her with her sister. After what happened last night, it would be harder for her to spend time in this
gathered herself up. She held the handrails and bore the pain when her hands were still bleeding. Despite that, she didn’t move her hands away
the bottom to the top, as if it was