My Birthday Becomes My Mother-in-law's Death Anniversary

"Mom is already dead! Can't you see that?"

Frank quickly came to me, pinched my neck, and gritted his teeth, saying, "What trick is this? Do you want me to apologize and force me to surrender?"

"I told you your mother is dead! On the day she died, you were with your beloved Cecilia!"

I was furious when I thought of what Frank did.

I hated him!

The sound of slapping rang out.

Frank slapped me hard in the face. He used so much strength that I could hardly resist.

This slap made my already broken heartache again.

I looked at Frank with red eyes in disbelief.

"It was you who killed your mother. You are the culprit. How dare you slap me?"

Frank's eyes were fierce.

"Bonnie, if it weren't for my mother, you wouldn't even be able to enter the Cooper family. Now you curse her again and again. Are you heartless?"

"You even made a portrait of my mother. You went to great lengths to make my mother cooperate with you in this play. What is your purpose?"

"Isn't it just to prevent me from having contact with Cecilia?"

"I'm telling you. It's absolutely impossible!"

He angrily told me that not only would he not let me have my way, but he would also treat Cecilia better from now on!

"Then I wish you a happy ending in advance..."

"Sign the divorce papers!"

Frank stood up suddenly like a cat with its tail stepped on, his eyes turning red.

"I didn't expect you to be so heartless that you keep talking about divorce. Have you ever considered Mom's feelings?"

"Do you have to make her angry to death to make yourself happy?"

"Mom's last wish is for us to divorce!"

Frank snorted coldly, his eyes seeming to want to cut me into pieces.

"You can divorce, but stop acting and send my mom back!"

After saying that, he slammed the door and left.

I left that house with my mother-in-law's ashes and moved into my old house.

But I didn't expect to wait in line for two days to buy a cemetery.

Finally, the day of burial arrived. As soon as I opened the door, I was kicked to the ground by the people outside.

The ashes in my hand almost slipped.

I looked up and met Frank's angry gaze.

Cecilia stood far behind with a weird smile on her face.

Without waiting for me to react, Frank stepped over my body and entered the house.

He shouted angrily, "Mom!"

He kicked open every door, but didn't see his mother.

His patience was quickly exhausted. He walked quickly to me, squatting down and grabbing my collar, then asked angrily, "Where is my mom? Let her out. Where did you hide her?"

Looking at his twisted face in anger, I couldn't help but burst into laughter.

As long as he called the hospital, or let the assistant check it out, everything would be clear.

But he didn't!