My Wife Wants a Divorce by Red Little Fruit

Chapter 291 Complete Disdain

The happiness on Lyra's face instantly disappeared, and she glared fiercely at the person. "What are you doing here?"

"I... I'm here to see you. I brought you chicken soup." Clarice smiled at her ingratiatingly and stepped into the ward.

When Lyra saw this, she instantly appeared to be provoked and slapped the quilt on her body. "Why are you coming in? Get out! I forbid you to come in. You’re covered in germs. You'll only dirty my air. Get out!"

Hearing those words, Clarice suddenly froze in place and was at a loss for words." I don't have germs on me. I changed my clothes. Sister..." "Shut up! I'm not your sister!" Lyra's expression twisted as she glared. "Listen closely, Clarice Madden. I don't allow you to call me your sister. You're not my older sister, understand?"

"I... I..." Clarice bowed her head in hurt and sobbed in a small voice.

At that moment, Mrs. Madden came in and saw her crying eldest daughter and her displeased youngest daughter. She could not help but frown slightly.

"What's going on? Clarice, tell Mom what happened," Mrs. Madden asked with distress as she wiped Clarice's tears.

Clarice buried her head in Mrs. Madden's arms. "Mom, should I not have come back?"

"Why do you say that?" Mrs. Madden was first shocked and then hurriedly said, "This is your home. Where should you go if not here?" "But... But Lyra hates me so much. She forbade me from calling her sister. She also said I'm not her older sister." Clarice sobbed pitifully.

Mrs. Madden was stunned. "Lyra said that?"

"Yes." Clarice nodded.

Mrs. Madden narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Lyra with complicated eyes.

Lyra turned away in guilt, hating Clarice in her heart.

'How dare this country bumpkin tell on me?!'

She originally thought that since Clarice grew up in a poor and remote place, she had long since developed a timid and obsequious character. Unexpectedly, it seemed that Lyra had underestimated her. Clarice was just pretending to be a yes-man to win favor and sympathy from others.

"It’s okay, Clarice. You just came back, so maybe Lyra was just unused to it. I’ll talk to her later." Mrs. Madden patted Clarice's back and comforted her softly. "Go and wait for me outside first. I’ll talk to your sister for a while and then take you out shopping.”

"Okay." Clarice finally turned her frown into a smile and pulled away from Mrs.

Madden's arms. She handed over the thermos bucket to Mrs. Madden, nodded, and went out.

Only Mrs. Madden and Lyra were left in the ward.

Mrs. Madden put the thermos bucket on the bed and looked at Lyra with some displeasure. "Lyra, what's wrong with you? How could you treat your sister like that?

Weren’t you looking forward to her coming back before? You said you wanted a sister to love and protect you, but what are you doing now?"

Who wanted Clarice to come back?

That was just a lie she deliberately made.

However, who would have guessed that Clarice really came back?

Although that was what Lyra thought, she could not say it out loud.

Her hands under the blanket clenched tightly, but her eyes grew red in grievance."

Mom, I didn't mean to do that to her. I just can't accept that my sister is like that.

She's skinny and short, and she's not goodlooking at all. She reeks of poverty. How can she be my sister? Mom, did you identify the wrong person?" "How could it be the wrong person? Didn’t you see how her eyes are the same as mine?" Mrs. Madden pointed to her own eyes. "On top of that, your father also did a paternity test with Clarice. The test results showed that they're truly father and daughter. Who is she if not Clarice?"

Lyra bit her lip. "It's because of that that I can't accept it even more. She doesn’t know how to do anything. When she came back yesterday, she already made a joke out of herself. I feel embarrassed when I walk with her. Other people will laugh at the Madden family for having a daughter who's so unpresentable."

Mrs. Madden sighed. "I know what you mean now. You dislike your sister because she makes you feel embarrassed, right?"

Lyra's eyes flickered as she remained silent. It was a silent agreement.

That was only one of the reasons.

The real reason was that she could not accept a country bumpkin not only threatening her position in the Madden family but also trying to steal her parents' favor and the Madden family fortune from her.

She had to find a way to get rid of Clarice!

Mrs. Madden did not know what was going on in Lyra's mind and touched her head lovingly. "Lyra, I understand you, but you also have to understand your sister. She grew up in the countryside, so she didn't have the opportunity to learn various skills like you. She doesn't know how to live in high society, so she can't be blamed if others laugh at her. You have to show tolerance to her."

After saying that, Mrs. Madden smiled. " Your father and I have already enrolled your sister in many etiquette training courses, as well as piano and dance classes. I believe that she'll become very exceptional soon. When that time comes, you won't feel like Clarice is embarrassing you or the Madden family anymore."

"I... I see. That’s great!" Lyra forced the corners of her mouth into a smile.

However, her heart was full of twisted hatred.

'Clarice had just returned, but they already could not wait to start cultivating her. All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

'Why? Did they want Clarice to replace me so soon?

It seems like I have to get rid of Clarice as soon as possible. If I can't get rid of her, then I'll just have to...'

Lyra's eyes narrowed, and a trance of killing intent flashed in her gaze. In short, she would not tolerate anyone who threatened her life, not Sydney, and not Clarice, even if Clarice was her older sister!

Mrs. Madden did not notice anything off with Lyra and opened the thermos. She gave Lyra a bowl of chicken soup. "Here, your sister made this for you. Why don’t you try it?"

Lyra smelled the aroma of the chicken soup and was quite interested at first. However, when she heard that Clarice made it, she immediately lost her appetite.

Nevertheless, she did not show it on her face and took the soup with a smile." Clarice made this? Mom, help me thank her for me."

Seeing her younger daughter no longer reject her eldest daughter after the talk, Mrs. Madden smiled from ear to ear. "Yes, yes. I’ll tell Clarice later. She'll be overjoyed.

Lyra sneered twice in her heart and stirred the chicken soup with a spoon. "Mom, weren’t you going to bring Clarice out shopping? Hurry up and go. Don’t keep her waiting."

"That's true. I’ll go now. Call me if anything happens," Mrs. Madden said as she looked at her watch.

Lyra hummed.

Mrs. Madden picked up her bag and left.

The moment the ward door closed, the expression on Lyra's face completely cooled down. Then, she turned to the side and poured all of the chicken soup into the flower pot at the head of the bed.

Watching the chicken soup seep into the soil, she murmured disdainfully, "It's a soup stewed by a country bumpkin. Who knows if it's clean or not?"

Bam!

Lyra slammed the empty bowl down heavily on the bed. Then, her phone rang.

She saw that it was from one of the people she hired to make comments online, so she answered the phone.

Before she could say anything, the person hurriedly said, "Ms. Madden, bad news. Sydney's news has been suppressed. It can't be searched on the Internet anymore."

"What?" Lyra's back straightened up as her face turned unsightly. "Did she suppress it herself?"