A Night with Her Cruel Mate

Chapter 65 You Are So Stupid

Terence looked at Mandy with confusion and then glanced at Jean. "What happened exactly? Can you please make it clear to me?"

"Nothing. Don't listen to my mother's nonsense," Jean hastily blurted out.

"Auntie, what happened?" Terence wasn't going to let this go. He needed to know everything that happened.

Mandy gave him a bitter smile and said, "It's because of the servants. They don't want to serve Jean and they think that it's unfair she's living here."

"Mom, please stop talking." Jean frowned and turned to Terence. "Please don't listen to her. It's not like what she said."

"Don't say anything, right now." Terence dismissed. "Please go on, Auntie."

"Alright." Mandy let out a deep sigh and continued, "I wanted to tell you that I saved some money over the last few years. I wanted to buy Jean a small house, so that she could live comfortably. That way, she wouldn't have had to deal with disrespectful servants."

"Auntie, what are you talking about?" Terence had a grim look on his face. "Jean is my friend. Now she's living here, she's technically the owner of the villa. I hired the servants and they work efficiently. But if they did something wrong, then that's something I can't tolerate.

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"What happened?" Mandy mockingly stated. "Look at her hand. She is a good girl, but now she's injured. As her mother, I feel so sorry for her."

Her eyes turned red as she continued, "I raised my daughter well. Whatever happened between you and Julia also hurt Jean. I won't say anymore since Julia's also my daughter. But now...your servants deliberately hurt Jean. As her mother, I feel uncomfortable that they're still here."

"Mom, stop it..." Jean gently tugged Mandy's sleeve. "It was just a misunderstanding."

"A misunderstanding? What kind of misunderstanding?" Mandy sneered at her daughter. "Are you defending Tracy? I know that you are kind. You always hide what you're feeling. But Jean, those people don't like you. You've heard what they said about you! You can't just turn a blind eye to their hatred, I can't stand it.

I don't want you to live here anymore, so I want to clear this up today."

"Auntie, you're confusing me." Terence tilted his head and looked at her. "If they really bullied Jean, then I won't tolerate this behavior. What did they do?"

Mandy took the teacup in front of Jean and drank all of its contents. She held the empty cup in front of Terence's face. "In the beginning, the servants were really polite. Later, their attitudes became more hostile and they refused to do what Jean wanted. My daughter didn't say anything because they're your servants. Eventually, she did everything by herself and ignored what they were saying behind her back."

Mandy stopped for a while to take a deep breath. Frustrated, she continued, "When they found out that Jean could be easily bullied, they became even more aggressive. Last night, Jean asked Tracy for tea. She angrily handed the cup filled with hot tea to Jean and poured it all over my daughter's hand. Do you not realize how precious her hands are? These servants are becoming more and more lawless."

Although Mandy was exaggerating their attitude, Terence was not that stupid.

He looked at her with disapproval and said, "That's impossible. Both Tracy and Sherry used to serve me and they are good at what they do. I don't think she did it on purpose."

No matter how bold Tracy was, she wouldn't do such a thing.

"I don't care if you believe me. But I saw everything that happened." Mandy stared at him with a cold smile. She knew that Terence was not a reckless person, so she had made a back-up plan.

Mandy grabbed Jean's hand and held it in front of Terence's face. "Look at her hand. She just removed her stitches. Do you think she's joking around?"

Terence became silent.

Jean's wound was shocking. She didn't seem to be messing around at all.

"But..."

"Terence, don't listen to my mother." Jean grimaced and looked at him. "I don't blame Tracy for what happened. It's my fault. I accidentally let the cup fall. It really has nothing to do with her."

The more Jean tried to convince him that it was her fault, the more he believed what Mandy had just said.

Was he wrong about these maids?

"What? You said you let it fall accidentally?" Mandy's nostrils flared in anger as she glared at her daughter. "You are stupid to blame yourself. You heard what they said about you. They accused you of being Terence's mistress and you're still covering up for them. How can you be so foolish?"

"They really said that?" Terence frowned in disbelief.

Jean didn't say anything and silently lowered her head. When Terence looked at her, he got even more confused.

With a puzzled expression, he gently asked Jean, "Please don't be afraid. Is your mother telling the truth?"

"Don't ask her. It's useless." Mandy rolled her eyes and snapped at Terence, "She is too kind to say anything bad about them. Even after they bullied her, she continues to endure it for your sake."