The Young Wife is Pregnant: Pampered and Teased by Young Master Marshall นิยาย บท 6

Sarah withdrew her gaze from the door and continued her phone conversation with Ann. “They can find me if they have nothing to do. I don’t care.”

“Sarah, I heard that your dad helped you withdraw from school. You’re doing so well academically, and Gaokao [1] is coming up. Are you really going to stop studying?

After hearing the words ‘withdrawal from school’, Sarah’s heart trembled. Jimmy must have doubtlessly expected her to be dead so he decided to suspend her from school and deregister her after a few days of suspension. “I will continue my studies. I’m going to school tomorrow.”

“That’s great. You have no idea… I was so bored while having lunch and dinner alone since you didn’t come to school today.”

Bang! Bang! Mandy York had gone from knocking on the door to smashing it.

Sarah ended the phone call with Ann because of the noise. She stood up, walked toward the door, and unlocked it with a slight turn while Mandy was rapping the door. Meanwhile, Molly and Yam were standing behind Mandy.

“Something wrong?” she said nonchalantly. She would not have opened the door if they were not so loud.

After experiencing life and death, some people would think that a family had become less precious. She looked at three of them and inexplicably suspected if she was Mandy’s biological daughter.

“Sarah, why didn’t you say hello to us when you came back? Your dad, your sisters, your brother, and I have been looking for you everywhere.”

“I’ve never greeted you guys when I came back from home before, and I didn’t see you guys looking for me.”

Sarah spoke in a calm tone as if nothing had happened that day.

“You…” Mandy choked, but she was speechless.

Molly pulled Mandy away and smiled. “Sarah, it’s dinner time. Dad asked us to call you to come downstairs to eat.”

Sarah nodded and walked toward the stairs, passing by Mandy.

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