As they gazed at the luxurious surroundings, they felt intimidated, especially Rita. She tugged at Mavis’ sleeve and whispered, "Why don't we forget it, Mavis? | don't think it's a good idea to provoke Mrs. Fowler.”

Mavis pursed her lips but said nothing.

Sitting on the sofa, Rena was served scented tea by Wendy.

Her eyes were fixed on Mavis.

Mavis hadn't fully recovered yet; her legs were still weak, and her arms were wrapped in gauze. How could she dare to tempt Rena’s husband looking like this?

Rena pondered, thinking that perhaps Mavis was in dire straits.

‘As Mavis gazed at Rena before her, she compared herself to her. Although Rena was ‘stunning with her curvaceous figure, Mavis couldn't help but feel that she was younger.

Rather than taking a seat, Mavis placed a stack of money on the tea table.

“Mrs. Fowler, I'm here to return the money.

Mr. Fowler paid three hundred thousand in medical fees for me, and there's still sixty hundred unspent. | feel like | should return them,” she explained, talking quickly.

Rena took a sip of her scented tea, listening attentively.

After Mavis finished her explanation, Rena gently placed her teacup down.

She smiled and said, "Miss Lynch, you made a mistake in your calculations.”

Mavis was taken aback.

Rena picked up the stack of money and counted before saying, “Actually, you should be repaying me three hundred thousand. You just said my husband paid three hundred thousand for you!"

Mavis didn't expect Rena to be so meticulous.

Her pride was hurt, and her lips trembled.

"Mrs. Fowler, that's the amount Mr. Fowler paid for me. You have no right to ask for repayment.”

A sneer immediately formed on Rena's face.

"Is that so? But that money is our shared property!

Ihave every right to get it back.

Besides, how would | even know about the money if you hadn't shown up?