Chapter 3 Chapter 3 His Childhood Sweetheart Is back

"Are you feeling aggrieved? Do you know why I didn't like you since we were young? I found out very early that you like Everett. He is mine. Why do you want to snatch him from me?" Perla said.

Leyla's face turned pale. She didn't expect Perla to know she liked Everett.

Perla knew it a long time ago, but she never said it out, and she always dated Everett and asked Leyla to go together.

What did she mean?

Did she intentionally make Leyla feel uncomfortable watching them show love?

Even if Leyla had a crush on Everett, even if Everett was Perla's boyfriend at the time, Leyla didn't do anything wrong.

Leyla was about to say something, and she didn't want to be suppressed by Perla.

"If you love him, why did you leave three years ago?"

"Do you think I'm the same as you, and I only have love in my eyes? Three years ago, my career was at its best. How could I get married?"

Perla became more excited as she said, "You are disgusting. You married Everett while I was away. You took advantage of Everett from an ordinary girl to become a noble lady. What you have now is all mine. You don't thank me, but you still have a condescending attitude. It's okay, Everett will divorce you. He still loves me!"

Leyla was speechless. She had indeed enjoyed all the happiness and wealth in the past three years.

Even if she didn't want luxury jewelry, bags, and clothes, Everett would ask her to accept them because she was Mrs. Morrison, and she couldn't lose face.

Leyla also remembered that she was Mrs. Morrison and Everett's wife, so she dressed glamorously when she went out, and she didn't want to embarrass him.

She tried to be a qualified and perfect wife, but now it had become Perla's target to attack her.

"Leyla, you are useless like your mother! No wonder your mother was dumped, and you were born without a father."

Leyla became angry immediately. "Don't scold my mother!"

"Your mother has humiliated the Anderson family, why can't I scold her? Our uncles hate your mother and you very much. You want to stay in the Anderson family all the time and even want the family property. Why didn't Grandma drive you away?"

"Shut up! My mother and I don't want the family property at all!"

Leyla lost control of herself after being repeatedly accused of, so she reached out to push Perla.

"If your mother didn't want the family property, why did Grandma give your mother the house under her name? Your mother and my mother are both Grandma's daughters, why should Grandma favor your mother?"

"I..."

Leyla was speechless because she didn't know the grievances of the previous generation at all.

What Perla said was right. Grandpa passed away early, and Grandma did favor her mother.

"Fate is fair. Your mother is shameless, so she has a bad body. She has been taking medicine for half her life. She should be dying now, right?"

"Don't curse my mother!"

Leyla and her mother had depended on each other since she was young, and they had a deep relationship.

Perla kept scolding her mother, which made Leyla angry. She lost her mind and pushed Perla with all her strength.

"Ah!"

Perla fell down and slammed her head on the metal chair in the corridor. A bump popped out on her forehead.

Her right wrist also hit the chair, causing a bump.

"It hurts."

She moaned in pain.

If a person loved someone very much, he could tell the sound of his footsteps. When Leyla heard the man's steady and eager footsteps, she followed the sound and saw Everett running over with a sullen face, holding a lady's bag in his hand.

"Leyla, are you crazy?" As he shouted, he gave Leyla a hard look and bent down to help Perla up.

"Perla, are you okay?"

"It's okay. My head and right hand hurt a little."

When Everett saw the bumps on Perla's forehead and wrist, he hugged her tightly and said, "I'll take you to see a doctor."

Before leaving, he took a gloomy look at Leyla.

As Leyla's slender body trembled, she chased after him and grabbed Everett's clothes.

Shaking her head pitifully, she explained, "She scolded my mother first."

"What did she say?" He asked coldly.

"She said that my mother gave birth to a daughter out of wedlock, and..."

"Isn't it true?" He said coldly.

Leyla couldn't believe it. She let go of his clothes, and her eyes were full of sadness.

During the three years of marriage, not only did Everett treat her well, but he also treated her mother very well. Her mother thought that he had fallen in love with Leyla, and was happy that Leyla married him.

Now he said that what Perla said was the truth, and his indifference and contempt completely lost the gentleness and filial piety before.

"Everett, so you have always looked down on my mother and me?"

When Everett saw the sadness in Leyla's eyes, he opened his mouth to say something, but he heard Perla's painful voice beside him.

"Everett, I'm dizzy, and my wrist hurts too much. I'm afraid I won't be able to play the piano again with this hand."

Perla buried her head in Everett's arms and began to cry.

As Everett hugged her, he stroked her back with one hand and stared at Leyla coldly.

"Do you know that Perla's right hand has just undergone surgery? She is a pianist. If her hand is broken, it will be serious!"

Leyla looked at Perla's right hand hanging on one side in astonishment. "I don't know that."

"Stop talking. I have to take her to the doctor. Go home by yourself."

Seeing that he walked away quickly with his childhood sweetheart in his arms, and after walking a few steps, he hugged her by the waist, Leyla laughed at herself.

"Look, this is the happiness you thought it was, but everything is a pipe dream."

When Leyla walked out of the hospital in depression, she ran into Alden who was running in a hurry to the door of the hospital.

"Mrs. Morrison, I'm here to pick you up."

"Okay."

Alden could tell Leyla's sadness, but as the assistant of Mr. Morrison, he didn't ask too much, and he just tried to do what he should do.

"Alden, I don't want to go home."

"Where do you want to go?"

"I want to go back and see my mother."

Alden put on the Bluetooth headset. "I'll call and tell Mr. Morrison."

"No need, he doesn't care about where I go now."

Alden was silent, but still called Everett.

"Well, I see."

After hanging up the phone, he said, "Mr. Morrison said that if you are in a bad mood, you can stay with your mother for a few more days."

Leyla smiled bitterly. In the past, Everett would go back with her, and he would not let her spend the night in her mother's house.

Now his childhood sweetheart was back, and everything had changed.

He didn't care whether she went back or not.

When Shania Anderson opened the door of the apartment, there was a smile on her perennially pale and bloodless face, and she pulled Leyla into the room.

"Why did you come back suddenly? Didn't Everett come with you today?"

"He is busy in the company."

"It's strange. After you were married, every time you came back, he would come with you."

"He's too busy working."

"It's fine. We can have a chat."

Leyla didn't want her mother to see her sadness, so she always had a smile on her face.

She went to the kitchen to wash the fruit she bought and sat with her mother.

Shania picked up a wooden box aside and took out a document.