Chapter 342
Mike glanced down at his now damp pants and shoes, shaking his head in mild annoyance. Without a word, he turned and walked after Felicia.
Inside the Walsh residence, Myra finally calmed down after throwing that basin of water. She replayed her words in her head and realized how harsh they had been.
Kayla stepped forward in perfect timing and gently supported Myra's arm. Her gaze followed Felicia as she disappeared beyond the gates.
"Mom, why would Felicia be hanging out with Mr. Lawson?" Kayla's tone was casual, her expression innocuous. "You know, he has a daughter. Felicia wouldn't... I mean, she wouldn't be thinking of becoming someone's stepmom, would she?"
The words were seemingly innocent, but they hit a nerve.
Myra's expression darkened immediately. The thought was unacceptable to her. Any flicker of regret she might have felt moments ago vanished completely, extinguished by Kayla's planted seed of doubt.
With a voice full of disdain, Myra muttered, "Don't bother wi

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