Love after Divorce

Chapter 313

Alisha was locked up overnight, pimply and in a state of disarray.

She wrapped her coat tightly and was helped by Nancy to walk outside.

When she saw Miller surrounded by reporters, she hurriedly hung her head down.

"Daughter, there are reporters around, let's get out of here."

She knows she's embarrassed and doesn't want to be targeted by reporters.

Nancy, also afraid of being ugly, helped Alisha sneak to the side.

Miller, surrounded by reporters, but with a sharp eye, spotted Alisha's mother and daughter and

shouted in anger.

"Alisha, stop right there!"

Alisha was on her feet and cowered beside Nancy with a look of panic.

Miller covers his chest and strides over to Alisha, looking at her steadily.

Alisha, with a sheepish look on her face, called out periodically, "Miller."

Snap!

Miller gives Alisha a hard slap on the wrist.

Alisha let out an ahhh and was hit with a stumble, almost falling over.

"Mom!"

Nancy was startled and looked at Miller, "Dad, why are you hitting Mom?"

"This harmful bitch, I slapped her lightly, I want to divorce her!"

Miller finished, turned around and walked away.

"Miller, you hit me and want to divorce me? Do you have no conscience? Stop right there and tell me

the truth!"

Half of Alisha's face swelled up, and her already wretched appearance became even more wretched.

The reporters watched the scene and surrounded her.

"Mrs. Williams, did you go to the clubhouse and call a male prostitute because Mr. Xia couldn't satisfy

you?"

"Mrs. Williams, I don't suppose this is the first time you've ordered a male publicist at a club?"

"......"

Listening to the reporters, Alisha was so ashamed and annoyed that she almost broke her fine teeth.

"I didn't play male publicist, I was set up!"

"Mrs. Williams, who set you up?"

Who framed her?

Violet, of course!

But she can't tell!

I don't think we should tell everyone that she had to sell Violet to a domestic violence man for a bride

price and was set up instead!

This dumb loss, she will eat it!

Alisha and Nancy managed to get away from the mob of reporters and returned home.

Miller was sitting on the sofa, his face blue, being served medicine by a servant.

When she saw Alisha enter, she said angrily, "How dare you enter the door and get out of here!"

Alisha wrapped her dress tighter, her eyes filled with tears of shame and anger.

"Dad, can you just calm down? Mom is a victim, too."

Nancy had calmed down, she helped Wu Hanfang to sit down and spoke.

"She's a victim? Can it be that someone else forced her to do that ugly thing?"

Miller gave Alisha a vicious glare of disgust.

"Miller, why don't you believe me? I'm really being set up."

Alisha wiped her tears with a look of hatred, "It was Violet and Buddy who were behind this. If you don't

believe me, I'm going to call Buddy and see what he says!"

Off all night, she thought about it left and right, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that

these two people made the ghost.

I just don't know why Buddy is helping Violet design her.

She had to ask for clarification anyhow.

Alisha took out her cell phone, dialed Buddy, and put him on speakerphone. Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

The phone was picked up after two rings.