Became A Queen After divorce

After a day of hunger, Ruth returned home and instantly lost her appetite at the sight before her.

When she was out with the lady of the Gilliam family, they dined on fine Western cuisine or exquisite stir-fry dishes. What lay before her now could only be described as “pig food.”

Louisa noticed Ruth’s bulging handbag and immediately became enthusiastic.

“Ruth, you’re just in time. Come and eat.”

“No, I’m not hungry. You go ahead.”

With that, Ruth prepared to lie down and rest. She had barely taken a few steps when someone bumped into her.

It was Ryan. Standing under the dim light, his long bangs covered the greed in his eyes, and his wide grin revealed a mouth full of teeth. For a moment, Ruth felt as if he might devour her.

“Sis, did you get the money? How much did you get for that dress?”

Money, money, money. Every time he opened his mouth, it was about money. He only called her “sis” when he needed cash.

Ruth decided to keep it vague and answered dismissively.

“Not much.” Her response displeased Ryan, who immediately grumbled:

“Not much? How much exactly? We need $6, 000 by the end of the month, or it won’t just be me in trouble.”

Hearing this, Ruth glared at him fiercely.

“You’ve got some nerve to say such shameless things!”

“You caused this mess, and now you expect me to clean it up? If you think I’m unreliable, why don’t you handle it yourself!”

It was bad enough that she had to help pay off his debt. Now he acted as if the $6, 000 was her responsibility. How ridiculous.

Was it her who lost the money gambling?

Her outburst left everyone in the tent too scared to make a sound.

Saul looked at Ruth with shame but said nothing.

Louisa thought her daughter was overreacting.

“Your brother is just concerned about you. There’s no need to get so angry.”

“And it’s only right for him to ask. We need to figure out how much more we need so we can all come up with a solution.”

“Concerned?”

Ruth laughed sarcastically at the word.

“He’s not concerned about me; he’s concerned about the money. And it’s not just him; you want to know too!”

“I…”

Louisa was at a loss for words but quickly tried to justify herself: “I’m your mother. Of course, I have the right to ask. Don’t forget, I gave you life!”

Whenever the past was brought up, Louisa would remind Ruth of how many people advised her to abort when she was pregnant.

She gave Ruth this life!

In truth, Ruth didn’t feel grateful at all for this life. If living meant suffering and poverty, she would rather never have been born!

“Fine, since you all want to see it so badly, I’ll show you!”

In a fit of anger, Ruth threw her handbag on the table. Under their watchful eyes, she unzipped it and pulled out stacks of money.

“Here are two stacks. Count them yourselves.”

With that, Ruth turned and left the tent.

She almost ran out, afraid someone would see her crying in frustration.

“Ruth, where are you going so late?”

Her stepfather tried to chase after her but couldn’t keep up with Ruth’s healthy stride due to his disability.

She quickly left him behind.

Bang-

In the dark night, Saul accidentally stepped on broken glass, causing his foot to bleed profusely.

“Saul, are you okay?”

Louisa had also chased after them but quickly forgot about her daughter when she saw her husband’s injury, focusing instead on checking his wound.

The man endured the pain and stood up with Louisa’s help.

“I’m fine. Go check on Ruth. It’s not safe for a girl to be out alone this late.”

The slums were filled with drug dealers and thieves. What if something happened?

Louisa glanced into the night but saw no sign of her daughter.

In anger, she said, “She ran out on her own. If something happens, it’s her own fault. Let’s get your wound treated first.”

Given the situation, Saul didn’t know what to say. Louisa and Ruth were indeed mother and daughter; their tempers were identical.

“Let’s hope she’s safe.”

When they returned to the tent, they discovered an even bigger problem-

The money was gone!

And so was Ryan.

Saul stood there with a sullen face, feeling more pain from disappointment than from his bleeding foot.

“That brat must have taken the money to gamble again!”

It seemed highly likely.

Without thinking, Louisa ran out of the tent to find him.

“I’ll go look for him now.”

She hoped to catch him before he entered the casino.

The couple searched around the junkyard several times but found no trace of him.

He had probably already gone into town. At this point, they could only hope Ryan would win some money.

The next day, Louisa went to work at the restaurant as usual.

She worked as a dishwasher from eight in the morning until eleven at night.

During busy times, she also helped serve tea and do other odd jobs.

During lunch rush hour, the chef asked Louisa to serve food to table eight.

She wiped her hands on her apron and carefully carried the dish out of the kitchen.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

As she served the food, she noticed that the guests at table eight were different from the usual crowd.

Among these poor folks, they stood out in their suits and serious demeanor, exuding an intimidating aura.

“Here is your food.”

The man closest to her reached out to take it. Louisa let go without thinking, but he suddenly pulled his hand back.

Crash-

The plate fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The food splattered onto the man’s polished shoes. He flew into a rage and overturned the table.

“Damn it! Are you blind? Were you trying to burn me?”

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to.”

“Sorry isn’t enough! Guys, trash this place!”

At his command, his companions began wrecking the restaurant.

Within moments, they had destroyed everything. The other diners fled in fear, some even taking their plates with them.

Louisa cowered in a corner, trembling.

She couldn’t understand why this was happening. She had let go only after seeing him reach for it.

But who would believe her now?