This had been the case for quite some time. Patricia would interject and intervene in their family matters if she thought Bill wasn't doing things appropriately and wanted to provide him with some guidance.

It always seemed Like Julie was at fault in the end.

“Maria did nothing wrong, in any case. Do not construct a mountain out of a molehill," Julie said.

Vivian felt a twinge of envy.

“Do you honestly consider Maria your daughter, Mom? She is my substitute, to put it frankly. She's only here to wed the Wilson family’s handicapped son in my stead!"

A substitute?

After hearing this, Julie felt like a fool.

To herself, she said, “Actually, there's no difference..."

In a posh villa neighborhood in Sheffield.

Maria Located Anthony's house and unlocked it with the key she had brought.

She encountered Anthony and a beautiful woman in the villa.

Maria said nonchalantly, “I'm back."

The fact that she was acting as Anthony's fiancee wasn't Lost on her. She needed to act as casually as she did at her own house.

“Anthony... Who is she?" Maria asked Anthony.

"LU do the introduction."

Smiling softly, Anthony turned his wheelchair to face her.

“My aunt, Miss Jessica Wilson."

It was actually Anthony's aunt.

Maria had a lot of questions.

The Wilson family was a huge clan with over a hundred people.