Madam Wu frowned slightly and advised, "Basha's reputation is already ruined. She's been dumped and has become a laughingstock across the country. She's already suffered enough. Shouldn't we stop marrying her off to that pervert?"
The man was fairly good-looking. Although he was a bit older, he looked to be only in his forties because he took good care of himself. He was also very capable and was the kind of eligible bachelor that many girls in China wanted to marry.
On the surface, Basha's marriage seemed pretty good. Apart from being a bit older, she was just as good as her previous fiancé. But Mrs. Wu knew very well how perverted this man was, and that his only hobby was killing his wife.
He orchestrated a series of accidents to kill his wife, then pretended to be heartbroken and affectionate in public. Everyone praised him as a good man, and even his deceased wife's family thought their son-in-law was a good man.
In reality, their daughter was killed by this so-called good son-in-law, and she had suffered inhuman abuse before her death.
Although Madam Wu was ruthless, she felt that this was too cruel to Basha. After all, Basha hadn't really done anything to them. It was just that Julie was resentful because of her status as a princess, and had been bullying Basha for years. This time, she had caused Basha such a terrible situation.
“Julie…”
Seeing her daughter's gloomy face and silence, Mrs. Wu's heart skipped a beat and jumped into her throat. Although she was the mother, she had been following her daughter's orders since Julie was seven or eight years old. Whenever Julie's face darkened, Mrs. Wu would be terrified, afraid that she would do or say something wrong and upset her daughter.
“I just think it’s unnecessary. That idiot Basha poses no threat to you whatsoever. We don’t need to waste our time and energy on such a piece of trash,” Mrs. Wu tried to explain.
In truth, she did feel compassion. Basha hadn't had a single good day in all these years, all because of her and Julie. Now that things were like this, Madam Wu felt it was going too far. If she were to take the girl's life as well, she really couldn't bear it.
After all, there was no enmity between them. On the contrary, when they first arrived at the palace, she and Julie were trampled on everywhere because of their status as illegitimate children. Even the cooks looked down on them and gave them leftovers. The cold palace had no human touch whatsoever.
The only remaining kindness came from young Basha, who was also a little girl then, but whose life was much better than that of the mother and daughter. She would give Julie her toys and snacks to play with, and she was very kind-hearted. Mrs. Wu was indeed very grateful to Basha at that time.
But later, Julie was determined to deal with Basha, so Mrs. Wu naturally had to help her daughter. Her daughter was the most important person, and no one could compare to her.
"You like that idiot?" Julie asked, her eyes prickly.
Madam Wu trembled, her heart racing, and she hurriedly denied it, saying, "How could that be? You are the only one in my heart. You are my only daughter. I just felt that there was no need to waste time on a good-for-nothing."
Julie gave a cold laugh, her face growing increasingly gloomy. Cold sweat beaded on Madam Wu's forehead. She added, "If you don't want to hear it, I won't say anything more. Whatever you want to do, Mom will definitely support you."
"Really? I'll support whatever you do?" Julie smiled mysteriously.
Mrs. Wu smiled kindly, "Of course, you're my daughter, who else would I support if not you!"
Her biggest wish is that Julie can marry a man who truly loves her and live a happy and fulfilling life, unlike her, who fell in love with a scumbag and couldn't even give her daughter a proper identity.
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