The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife

Chapter 351 Ferocious Serenity

"Hmph! See for yourself what's in the photo, Serenity. You can't blame me for wanting to confirm Chessie's parentage. I’m sure that if you were in my position, you would have done the same,” Madam Shaw said as she looked coldly at Serenity.

Serenity locked on Madam Shaw’s icy stare with her own. Then, without saying anything, she picked up the glass of warm water beside her.

A delighted expression crossed Madam Shaw’s face.

'Even if she’s a Wright, she still has to apologize to me when she realizes she was on the wrong side.'

"Well, you don't have to do that," Madam Shaw said plainly. "Well, that's the way it is anyway. If you Wrights have some sense of shame, then I think..."

Before Madam Shaw could finish her sentence, Serenity poured the glass of warm water over her head. 1

Madam Shaw's smile froze as she was drenched all over. The move was so sudden that she could not react in time. It was only when she felt her wet hair plastered against her skin that she came back to her senses and shouted, "What the hell did you do that for, Serenity?"

"What did I do that for?" Serenity placed the empty cup on the desk beside her. She then covered Madam

Shaw with the blanket and began hitting her. "You f* eking conceited old woman! Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are an elder? What’s wrong with this photo, huh? Can’t Susie have another man as a friend? Tell me, which part of the photo gives you the feeling that Susie has been having an illegitimate affair with the man?" 1

In the photo, Susan was just standing beside Wayne. There was no physical intimacy between them, yet Madam Shaw was convinced that Susan was having a n affair with the man.

"This is the first time I’ve come across a mother-in-law who always suspects her daughter-in-law is cheating on her own son. I wonder if it is because you were cheating on your husband when you were young. Is that why? Have you been judging others based on your own dirt? 1

"How dare you have an attitude in front of me?

"You lost your granddaughter, so how dare you act as i f you had nothing to do with it?”

Whenever Serenity said something, she would punch Madam Shaw once. For a long while, the ward was filled with shrieks and the sound of Serenity hitting Madam Shaw.

"Serenity, don’t you dare..." Madam Shaw screamed.

"Shut the f*ck up!" Serenity interrupted her and gave Madam Shaw another punch. The way she behaved made her look just like a hoodlum, 1

Everyone in the ward was stunned. All the doctors and nurses could only watch in awe as Serenity hit Madam Shaw again and again. It took them quite a long while to come back to their senses and go forward to pull Serenity away.

However, who was Serenity? She artfully pushed everyone away and dashed toward Madam Shaw, attempting to shower her with punches once more, i

Then, Susan's voice, which was bereft of any emotion, rang out. "Serenity."

"Susie." Serenity rolled up her sleeves. "How would you like this old woman to die? Do you want to steam her or braise her?" 1

Serenity pulled the blanket away to reveal Madam Shaw, who was in a sorry plight, underneath. 1

Madam Shaw had never been subjected to such humiliation before. She threw her head up and snarled angrily, "How dare you treat me like this, Serenity! You..."

Slap!

Serenity slapped Madam Shaw on the face. "I what?" 1

This was the first time Madam Shaw had come across an unreasonable person like Serenity. She was a little dazed and surprised, but at the same time, she felt that she was being treated unfairly.

She had thought they were going to fight verbally. She had not expected things to get physical at all.

'Why are all the Wrights so weird?'

Susan had to admit that she felt delighted upon seeing Madam Shaw's current state.

She still did not know Chesney's whereabouts and she had already done Madam Shaw a huge favor by not going forward and roughing her up as Serenity did.

If something happened to Chesney, she was certain that she would crush both Madam Shaw and herself.

Madam Shaw was the elder in their house, not to mention that she was Julian's mother. Therefore, she had been putting up with a lot because she did not want to put Julian into a difficult position. However, Chesney was her Achilles' heel.

She would do everything in her power to protect her daughter and she would definitely make the person who hurt her daughter pay the price, even if that person was Madam Shaw.

However, she was fully aware that getting mad at the moment would not get anything done. She had something more important to do.

Therefore, she walked up to Madam Shaw and lifted her up by her collar. "I'm going to ask you this one time: Since you said that not many people know about this hospital, then where did you hear about it?"

Madam Shaw glared furiously at Susan and replied," Why should I tell you?" "You sure you don't want to tell me?" Susan hissed through gritted teeth. She tightened her grip on Madam Shaw’s collar, and a manic light glinted across her eyes.

Madam Shaw was startled by her expression, and it took her a while to stammer a name out.

"Very good." After she got the name, Susan immediately had someone check on the name.

Before Julian had left for work, he had given her a number. He had told her that she could look for that person if she needed any help.

When she was free from Susan’s grip, Madam Shaw gnashed her teeth and shouted indignantly, "Don’t ever think that you can get away with treating me like you have today! Julian would not forgive you either if he knew what you had done to me."

Susan shot a cold glare at Madam Shaw and said," Very well. If anything happens to Chessie, I will never forgive you. As for Julian, do you think he won't forgive me or you?"

Madam Shaw did not know. Her relationship with her son had been on the verge of breaking ever since he had married Susan. Thus, she really could not tell whether Julian would forgive her or not for losing his daughter. However, there was no way she would give i n to Susan. She bit the bullet and shouted, "You've cheated on Julian! I..."

Slap!

Serenity walked over and gave Madam Shaw another slap on the face, stunning her.

"Susie, this is the right way to deal with this kind of person. Simple and clear. There is no need to talk to her so much," Serenity said while clapping her hand.

Madam Shaw was on the verge of getting mad after being slapped by Serenity again and again. She shouted, "Is this how the Wrights treat other people? Did your parents not teach you manners? I'd like to ask Marshal Wright how he educated his daughter." All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"If I were you, I would try to get as far away from my father as possible," Serenity said, offering Madam Shaw a mysterious smile. "If my dad knew what you had done to Susie and Chessie, I'm afraid you wouldn’t only get a few slaps. If you really want to find him, tell me in advance so I can get your urn ready."

"You..." Madam Shaw's eyes bulged. Just as she was about to say something else, Serenity raised her arm again and she fell silent instantly.

Susan did not want to see Madam Shaw anymore.

Thus, she said coldly, "Let’s go, Serenity."

"Alright,” Serenity replied. 1

After both of them were gone, Madam Shaw at last began to shower them with curses like a madwoman.

Serenity wanted to return and teach Madam Shaw a lesson when she heard her scolding them.

However, Susan stopped her and said, "Don't mind her. The most important thing now is finding Chessie."

"Jeez. She got off this time!" Serenity harrumphed, though she still sounded angry.

Susan stared at her phone as a bad foreboding filled her heart.

'Chessie... Where are you right now? Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? The weather has gotten cooler. Do you feel cold? Is somebody bullying you right now? I don’t even know if you're still alive or not...'

Regret, agony, despair, helplessness... A myriad of emotions was clawing at Susan's heart as tears began t o stream down her cheeks.

'Chessie, please promise me that you'll be fine. If something were to happen to you, how could you expect me to live on?'