Chapter 137 Meeting Hazel

• The two men gave off a bad vibe. As they walked away, they kept glancing back at me.
• One of the things that made Hazel dislike me was I looked better than her. She took after her grandmother in looks, and my mother-in-law had pointed out several times that Hazel resembled her mother-in-law. But Shawn looked more like his mom—he had that soft, elegant kind of charm.
• Folding her arms and tilting her head with a mocking smile, Hazel asked, "I remember you used to wear only dresses that covered your knees. What happened? Shawn not spoiling you enough lately, so you've resorted to short skirts to reel in other men?"