Rebirth: Top Actress, Your Big Shot Husband is Jealous Again!-Chapter 791

Inside the gate, Anna Green leaned against the iron gate, her body slightly swaying, her face deathly pale.

Even though she had anticipated this possibility, she still held onto a sliver of hope.

Now her hope was like a fig leaf ruthlessly torn away, leaving her so embarrassed she wished she could just bash her head in.

Francesca Willis was even more dumbfounded.

Anna Green always picked nice words to say, and she thought their relationship was good.

Francesca Willis resented this bitterly; when it came to hooking a man, her daughter fell far short compared to Bella Green.

That Bella Green had Mason Bennett wrapped around her finger.

"E-even so, Anna is still your fiancée, still your girlfriend. You can’t just ignore me."

Vivian Thornecroft looked at her coldly, saying nothing, but his attitude was clear.

Francesca Willis was furious inside, annoyed at Anna Green.

She couldn’t even maintain this semblance of respect.

"Otherwise, you can take me to the hospital, just cover the medical expenses for me. I want to stay in a VIP ward."

Seeing Vivian Thornecroft’s displeased face, Francesca Willis retreated to a secondary request.

Her whole body was starting to hurt, especially her eyes, which felt burning and even made her vision a bit blurry.

This scared her a bit, fearing that Samuel Gren might have damaged her eyes.

Moreover, the sky had completely darkened, and the temperature dropped; the cold had seeped through her clothes.

Vivian Thornecroft looked at the woman on the ground, disheveled and pathetic, without a trace of pity.

He directly stepped over her and entered the door.

Anna Green stood aside like a little wife, her heart pounding.

"Anna, you can’t just leave me like this, at least take me to the hospital."

Francesca Willis was genuinely panicking; she hadn’t expected this to be the relationship between Vivian Thornecroft and Anna Green.

Anna Green turned back and glared at her viciously.

"Francesca Willis, I urge you not to presume yourself as my mother. You didn’t want me back then, sent me to an orphanage, and let me be a foster daughter for so many years. Now you want my help? Dream on!"

Anna Green spoke full of resentment and then turned around, striding into the house.

Francesca Willis was dumbstruck, sitting on the ground as if struck by lightning.

Her daughter wouldn’t care if she lived or died? She even resented being a foster daughter for over ten years?

Francesca Willis trembled with rage, pointing at Anna Green, her chest about to explode with anger, she shouted loudly.

"You ungrateful little bitch! For so many years, you lived a life of luxury, how have I ever mistreated you? If not for me, could you have enjoyed such a good life and received such a good education?"

"Your real dad is just a lowlife gambling addict. If not for me, God knows which brothel you would’ve been sold into. You still dare to resent me? Anna Green, even if you don’t care for your real mother, you’re asking for divine retribution!"

Francesca Willis’s curses made Anna Green’s entire body tremble; she didn’t know if Vivian Thornecroft, who already entered, heard it.

These words drove her nearly insane.

Her biological father, actually a lowlife gambling addict?

How could this be possible?

With a pale face, she walked back, standing in front of Francesca Willis.

Seeing Anna Green return, a glimmer of hope appeared in Francesca Willis’s eyes.

"I’m telling you, if you take me to the hospital now, considering our mother-daughter relationship, I won’t tell anything to the Lawrence Family. If not, just as I’m not well off, you won’t easily marry into the Lawrence Family either!"

Francesca Willis said sinisterly.

Since this daughter was heartless to her, she couldn’t be blamed for her actions.

Anna Green laughed out of anger, looking at the disheveled and filthy woman in front of her, her eyes filled with nothing but disgust.

"Fine, you go to the hospital first, I’ll come see you later."