
My Girlfriend Bet On My Mother's Life
Chapter 3
Nancy hesitated for a moment.
Then she said coldly, "We can break up, but since you hit York, I want you to apologize to him on your knees."
I just looked at her, and the refusal in my eyes was obvious.
York's face was already swollen, and Nancy looked at him with even more anger. "I'll give you one last chance. Will you apologize or not?"
I still looked at her, a mocking smile playing at the corner of my mouth.
My attitude completely infuriated her.
Nancy narrowed her eyes, "It seems that if I don't teach you a lesson today, you will forget your identity."
After saying that, she gave a signal with her eyes, and her friends rushed up and beat me up.
York hugged Nancy and stood aside, looking at me with cold eyes.
It hurt so much!
For a moment, it seemed like I saw my mother. She came to pick me up.
It wasn't until I vomited blood that the force applied on me was released.
Nancy squatted in front of me with an arrogant look, and said as if granting a favor, "You've learned a lesson, have you?"
I forced out a smile uglier than crying. "The biggest mistake in my life is falling in love with you!"
Nancy's face darkened, "Who do you think you are? I don't need or care about your love!
If you're not dead, get up quickly and get out of my house with your mother!"
"Don't bother. I'm leaving now!"
I struggled to get up. My whole body felt like it had been run over by a car, and my arms hurt so much that I couldn't lift them.
"Stop right there!"
After a few steps, Nancy suddenly called me.
"Didn't you hear me? I said, take your mother together and leave."
I hesitated for a moment, suppressing the urge to cry. "Don't worry. My mother is already dead. You won't see her again from now on."
York disdainfully rolled his eyes, "Come on. Even if you don't want to leave, you don't have to resort to such tricks. Maybe if you beg Nancy, she can let you stay."
I sneered and didn't want to say anything more to them.
Today I just wanted to tidy up my mother's belongings, but I didn't expect to encounter this group of mean people.
Nancy saw that I didn't even look back, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. "No matter what tricks you want to play, today you and your mother must leave."
I had said what I needed to say, whether she believed it or not.
Nancy didn't say anything more. She picked up her phone and made a call to her housekeeper, "John, ask Marie to pack up and leave today. She's fired."
John on the other end of the line was silent for a while before sighing, "Miss Zane, Marie passed away three days ago."
"What nonsense are you talking about?"