Chapter 498 Forced at the Doorstep, Part 1

• She cried for a long time before she finally calmed down. Eyes red, she stood, picked up the calendar from the floor, gently wiped the dust off it, then went back to the couch and lay down. Her gaze went blank, fixed on nothing, and she didn’t say another word.
• Mrs. Zhang let out a low sigh, torn between heartache and helplessness.
• She wanted to offer a few comforting words, but the young lady’s temper was explosive today. Nothing would get through. Every time she got close, the young lady snapped, sharp as a knife, even more worked up than before.