Chapter 572: That Night, He and I...

Cecilia Vaughn couldn’t be bothered with people like this. She put down what she was holding and simply walked up to Rosalind White. In Rosalind’s incredulous gaze, she slapped her twice!

"I hit you, are you convinced!"

Cecilia’s face was like cold frost, yet her lips curved into an extremely cold smile, devoid of any warmth, like the icy shards forming on a winter window, bitterly cold.

Rosalind White didn’t expect that in front of Frank Law, Cecilia Vaughn would dare to act so brazenly!

By the time she reacted, Cecilia’s palm had already landed solidly on her face.

Two loud slaps, very heavy, very painful.

...

"Sister-in-law... you actually... hit me?"

Rosalind White, unable to believe it, raised her elegant eyebrows, placing her hand in shock on her face, feeling it swell rapidly even without a mirror.

Red and swollen, and it hurts when pressed.

"Boohoo... my face, what if it’s disfigured? Sister-in-law, how could you have such a cruel heart?"

Rosalind’s eyes welled up with tears, her beautiful face pale. Although her left cheek was already high and swollen, her hand’s cover made her look even more delicate and haggard.

...

Cecilia stood aside coldly and indifferently, her demeanor exceedingly chilly.

"What if I hit you? Put away your theatrics, I don’t buy it."

No matter how pitiful Rosalind’s crying appeared, she was unmoved.

Rosalind naturally understood this, and she sobbed silently, then timidly looked up as if seeking help from Frank Law.

"Uncle Law, you must stand up for me. Even if Sister-in-law is angry, she shouldn’t hit people like this. Where does she place my face? And where does she place Uncle Law’s dignity?"

Frank Law naturally understood what Rosalind meant, even though he knew this girl wanted him to back her up, Frank didn’t see anything wrong with her request.

After all, that’s how it is. Even with an elder standing in front, Cecilia Vaughn dared to just act. Those two slaps not only landed on Rosalind’s face, but also invisibly slapped Frank.

...

Frank Law’s gaze towards Cecilia grew increasingly grim.

"I’ve never seen such a jealous and vicious woman as you. Rosalind kindly calls you sister-in-law, how could you go and ruin her face?"

"Your contorted face due to jealousy, does it honor all the sage’s teachings you’ve read over the years? Even if you’re angry, you shouldn’t lay hands on Rosalind in my presence!"

Cecilia calmly looked at Frank, her expression extremely sarcastic.

"Uncle Law, are you saying that as long as you’re not here, I can secretly beat this woman?"

"..."

Frank was momentarily speechless from being directly countered by Cecilia.

He furrowed his thick eyebrows and immediately refuted.

"Of course not! Hitting people is wrong in any case. Hasn’t anyone taught you that over all these years?"

Cecilia fearlessly looked back at him.

"Then may I ask Uncle Law, what’s wrong with hitting a woman who slanders me and my husband as having a secret affair?"

"Are you saying, I should politely deal with a woman who’s trying to steal my husband? Even Confucius says if you repay an enemy with virtue, how do you repay virtue? Don’t you think your demands are excessive?"

...

As Frank saw Cecilia so sharply articulate, his displeasure only intensified.

"Yet Confucius also said to respect elders. You’re calling me Uncle Law, so distant. Have you ever changed it to calling me father?"

"..."

Cecilia curled her lips, the sarcasm in her demeanor growing stronger.

"If you want me to call you father, did you ever treat me like your own daughter?"

No, I’d rather not have such a father.

Although Cecilia has never met Adrian Law’s sister, Nancy Law, she feels that having a father who cheated on her mother during her prime, Nancy must also have no genuine respect for him deep down.

...

"You—"

Frank hadn’t expected Cecilia would dare continue to confront him; he was always the center of attention wherever he went.

Not to mention his considerable wealth, even just his well-preserved face attracted admiration and respect from young girls.

Never had anyone like Cecilia spoken such nonsense, making him furious enough to want to spit blood.

Cecilia saw Frank bristling in rage from her retort, yet she felt no regret. Aside from past matters, she would respect Frank as an elder, provided he treated her impartially with kindness as a younger generation. Sadly, Frank did not.

A senior who could persuade Rosalind to step forward, suggesting she build a good relationship with Adrian and this woman—how reliable could he be?

She wasn’t about to let that happen. These two ruined her good mood for the day, and if she didn’t let them suffer a little, how could she equate that anger?

...

Rosalind saw Cecelia and Frank locked in a dispute, and in her heart, she was overjoyed; she just needed someone to back her up.

Now with Cecilia failing to please Frank, it seemed strange if she could remain the Law family’s daughter-in-law for long.

Feeling lucky inside, Rosalind’s face still showed understanding and persuasion.

"Sister-in-law, don’t quarrel with Uncle Law because of me. I know that you both argued because of me. It’s all my fault, I’m guilty..."

"If you know you’re guilty, why not find somewhere cool for yourself? Why make yourself an eyesore?"

Cecilia glanced at Rosalind with a smirk.

Rosalind never imagined Cecilia would so directly counter her. She was only being polite, trying to stir up more discontent while Frank was angry, but Cecilia’s unusual response made neither her nor Frank happy!

...

"Sister-in-law... I don’t want this either, but now there’s Adrian’s child in me—and for the child—I cannot avoid reality any longer. For women are weak, but mothers are strong; Sister-in-law, I want to fight for this child inside me."

"Fight for what? Recognition? Or do you want me to divorce Adrian so you can take over?"

Before Rosalind could continue to plead, Cecilia coldly revealed the truth.

"Miss White, wouldn’t your supposed child of over twenty days be from that reception night at Stellerton University?"

"Yes... that night, Adrian and I..."

Rosalind hesitated to speak further.

And Cecilia feigned surprise, folding her arms.

"But Adrian and I played games online all night that night! Aren’t you hallucinating?"