Became A Queen After divorce

As he walked up to the man, he obsequiously asked, “Ibrahim, what do you think? Isn’t my sister pretty enough?”

It turned out that the fierce-looking man’s name was “Ibrahim.”

“She is indeed pretty, just a bit strong-willed. But that’s okay, once she enters Club Royal, even the toughest nut to crack will be softened.”

Of course, Ryan knew what Club Royal was. People like him couldn’t even reach the threshold to enter.

“Ibrahim is right, I just don’t know about my sister…”

“Hmph! I have given you a month, and it won’t change.”

With that, Ibrahim paused for a few seconds, lifted his head and glanced in the direction of the tent.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

He knew there were people inside listening.

“I will come back in a month. If I don’t see the money… people will be taken away for sure.”

“Ibrahim, don’t worry. We will prepare $6, 000 in a month.”

Ibrahim left arrogantly, leaving Ryan trailing behind him, feeling the implicit threat in the man’s words, sweating profusely.

Once the man was far away, Ryan wiped the sweat off his forehead, heaved a long sigh of relief.

Saul, hunched over, slowly walked up to Ryan. Unable to contain his anger, he picked up a broom placed at the door, ready to discipline his wayward son.

“You promised me you wouldn’t gamble anymore, why did you do it again? Look at what you’ve brought upon our family!”

Before the stick could fall on Ryan, it was intercepted by a woman.

“Stop it, honey. I believe Ryan won’t gamble again after this time, right Ryan?”

She signaled the young man, hoping he would agree with her words, thus avoiding a beating.

Ryan disliked his stepmother because her former profession as a prostitute subjected him to ridicule from others since childhood.

“I don’t need your false kindness, let my dad beat me if he wants, I know I was wrong.”

His words were like a needle, piercing Louisa’s heart deeply.

When Louisa married Saul, she thought that with time, Ryan would accept her as his stepmother.

But over the years, he remained resistant to her presence.

Seeing Louisa so despondent, Saul immediately scolded his inadequate son.

“You rascal, Louisa sacrificed not going to the hospital to help you pay off the gambling debt. How have you treated her?”

“And Louisa, how could you sign instead of Ruth?”

“That girl must be so sad now, it’s all because I couldn’t earn money to give you a happy life.”

Saul slapped himself hard across the face, filled with self-reproach.

The force was so strong that his sun-darkened cheek turned red.

Louisa cried, holding his hand to stop him from punishing himself further, tears dropping onto the man’s wounded hand.

“It’s not your fault, you’ve tried your best, I see that.”

She had been through three marriages and encountered various types of men, all of whom treated women like animals, rich or poor. Only Saul was genuinely kind to her.

If he had ten dollars, he’d give her nine, saving one for his son, keeping none for himself.

Louisa had been drifting for most of her life; it was only recently that she settled down. She didn’t want to destroy the hard-won happiness in front of her, even if it meant enduring some grievances.

“Everything will be fine, Saul. Let me talk to her on Ruth’s side. I believe her wealthy friend will definitely lend her the $6, 000.”

Inside the tent, after hearing her mother’s words, Ruth felt as if she had fallen into an icy abyss.

Clearly, she was her biological daughter, yet her mother was asking her to borrow money for someone else’s son.

“I should have figured it out earlier. In my mother’s eyes, I’m probably the true stranger. How ironic.”

Mechanically, Ruth picked up the dress she had thrown into the corner and put it back on, the whole process slow and silent.

For her, wearing that dress wasn’t just about clothing; it was picking up the shame she had discarded.

Later, the curtain of the tent was lifted again.

Ruth’s tall, slender figure appeared before everyone, leaving Louisa stunned for a while, unable to recognize her own daughter.

“Ruth?”

Louisa was clueless about the changes in her daughter. She had heard from neighbors on the way back yesterday that Ruth had a rich female friend, wearing gold and silver, and staying in a hotel.

The doubtful tone and the slightly unfamiliar gaze pierced Ruth’s soul, making her smile self-deprecatingly.

Yes, they hadn’t seen each other for more than half a year.

The last time they met was at the end of last year, and during this time, they hadn’t even made a phone call.

“Mom, do you really want me to help repay that $6, 000 debt for him? Don’t you know that I’m your own daughter?”

Facing her daughter’s indignant question, Louisa felt a hint of guilt in her heart.

“Ruth, I know you’re in a difficult position too.”

“But your uncle and I really have no other way; otherwise, we wouldn’t have come to you either.”

“Just because Ryan is your brother, help him this time, okay?”

Despite feeling reluctant due to her mother’s pleading, how could Louisa ask Pearl for the money?

“Mom, please don’t push me.”

Seeing his wife so heartbroken, the honest Saul immediately approached her, hugged her shoulder, and comforted her, “Louisa, don’t cry. If it’s necessary, I can temporarily stop my medication. After all, this old problem won’t kill me instantly.”

“No, the doctor said you must not stop your medication. Ruth, look at your uncle’s leg, it’s festering. Are you really willing?”

Glancing at the man’s knee, Ruth felt so disgusted that she almost vomited on the spot.

After the amputation, he should have been lying in bed recuperating. Instead, to support the family, he had to wear a prosthesis, standing in a stinking garbage dump.

Over time, the prosthesis was corroded by the garbage, and bacteria seeped into the amputated leg, causing severe inflammation.

His knee was red and swollen, oozing white pus from the rotting bones, attracting plenty of flies.

Each step he took with that leg was torment.

Yet, he stood silently in the garbage dump all day, not daring to rest because if he slowed down, others would seize the resources before him.

That would mean he’d go hungry that night.

Seeing Ruth’s expression soften slightly, Ryan quickly reached out, sincerely swearing, “Sis, I promise I won’t gamble anymore. This is truly the last time.”

“Please help me, if I don’t repay this money, they will cut off my hand.”

“Our family already has one disabled person, if there’s another, won’t we be looked down upon even more?”

He said a lot, but only the last sentence truly reached Ruth’s heart.

She didn’t want to be looked down upon!

“You can stand up now.”