After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic

"I used to carry out the KS secret missions, and I once had the identity of a citizen of the S Kingdom, so I just used it this time."

Natalie Niles didn’t explain much, just said a couple of sentences, and then came out from his embrace: "It’s time for class. My schedule here is very strict, and what content to teach has been set. You must complete it within the stipulated time."

Connor nodded.

He was already very satisfied that she could appear in front of him and accompany him for a period of time.

...

Ben Hunter took a flight for a dozen hours, and finally returned home. As soon as he entered the door, he was stunned.

The beautiful Garden Estate, full of vibrant blooms when he left, was now completely devoid of flowers upon his return!

Where have the flowers gone?

Upon entering the living room, the old lady burst into tears at the sight of him: "Ungrateful grandson! I can’t live another day! My face is full of cactus spines; I wanted to see a doctor to have them removed, but that little brute wouldn’t allow it!"

Ben Hunter was dumbfounded. He only knew the old woman bullied the granddaughter-in-law, but he didn’t know she was also this miserable!

"Did you accidentally fall into a pile of cacti while walking?"

"It was that vixen Isabella Weaver who threw the cactus at my face! Depraved, ruthless, has no respect for elders. How can our Hunter Family have such a granddaughter-in-law? You better tell Little Harry to demand a divorce! If not, I’ll die to show him!"

The old lady cursed a torrent of words, her wailing deafening. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Ben Hunter’s ears hurt, and his head pounded as temper flared: "If you didn’t do anything, why would anyone throw a cactus at your face for no reason? It’s Harry getting married, not you. Can’t you just let them live happily? You meddle and make the family restless every day—would you only be pleased if you drive Harry to his grave?"

"How am I meddling? Little Harry is bewitched by that vixen, so much that he disowns his own family! She’s a scourge! She’s ruthless enough to send her own father to prison to serve time. She might turn around and send us in too!"

"Impossible! You’re paranoid! Isabella is such a good kid, very filial! She even follows Harry often to visit me, and brings me gifts, mature and considerate. Even with her influence, Harry’s temper has mellowed significantly, and he now knows to be filial to me!"

"A good vixen indeed, seduces my grandson, and even you! How brazen she is!"

Ben Hunter was so angry he couldn’t speak for a moment!

This old woman must be crazy!

To even dare to utter such vile words!

The older she gets, the more muddled her mind, and the less she cares!

"When you were young, how virtuous and ladylike you were, was it all just an act? How did you become so detestable now!"

The old lady was startled, then cried even louder and more miserably: "You all like the young Isabella Weaver, now that I’m old, no one cares for me, all of you help an outsider to humiliate me! What’s the point of me living anymore!"

She said living was pointless, but had no intention to die, only kept crying relentlessly.

Ben Hunter was exhausted. Raising his grandson wasn’t this tiring; he managed an entire corporation effortlessly when he was young, but now he has to suffer this old woman’s torment!

He walked out of the living room, still able to hear the old woman’s screams inside: "...That woman named Weaver can’t even have a child, what’s the use of keeping her? Let her die!"

Ben Hunter frowned, telling his men: "Keep an eye on her, find a psychologist to check her out; it’s not certain she hasn’t gone mad either!"