You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1766: Cleansing the Saunders Family

A maid in the kitchen prepared breakfast and respectfully brought sandwiches and milk to Vicki.

"Mrs. Warner, you must be hungry. Please have breakfast," the maid said.

Vicki took the milk and drank it in one gulp. Then she picked up the sandwich and started eating, while commanding Westbrook.

"Lick the jam off the table. If | see even a bit left, I'll slap your buttocks into two halves!"

Poor Westbrook could only cry as he licked the jam off the table.

Another maid brought a stool for Vicki to sit on.

But Vicki didn't sit down. Instead, she raised one leg and placed it on the stool, with her long skirt cascading down, looking elegant

and beautiful.

Westbrook finally finished licking the jam off the table. His pants were already soaked.

He cried, "l want to change my pants! | want to change my pants! Wah, you're a bad person! You're a bad person! You're bullying

me, wah!"

Saying that, Westbrook tried to crawl off the table.

"Hold on." Vicki suddenly walked over and lifted Westbrook, who was trying to crawl down, back onto the table.

"You're right, little brother. | am a bad person. There are many bad people outside like me. When you go out, you'll be taught by

many bad people, and they will be even harsher than me. Do you believe that? You're the king at home, but outside, you're

nothing." Vicki sternly lectured Westbrook.

She brought the glass of juice to Westbrook's face. "Drink all of this, and you have to eat everything in it. Nothing should be left."

The juice had bacon soaked in it, creating a greasy layer on top of the juice, making it look disgusting.

Westbrook couldn't bring himself to drink it.

"Wah, | don't want to drink it. I'm already full, wah, wah, wah," Westbrook cried.

Westbrook stared at the glass, refusing to drink.

Vicki couldn't be bothered to waste time. She took out her whip and lashed it in front of Westbrook.

Startled, Westbrook fell backward onto the table, afraid of being hit. He had no choice but to pick up the glass of juice and start

drinking. The juice, which was originally sweet, had been soaked in salty bacon, making it taste extremely unpleasant. It had a

greasy and nauseating flavor.

Westbrook made a disgusted face as he ate.

But he didn't dare to spit it out, forcing himself to finish it all.

He ate and cried at the stime.

Vicki warned, "Wasting food will bring divine punishment. Since no one is disciplining you, I'll do it from now on. If | see it happen

again, next time, I'll make you lick the floor and walls clean. Do you hear me? Answer loudly!"

Westbrook nodded while crying, "Yes, | understand!"

"And the piano is for playing, not for stepping on. Since you like stepping on things so much, I'll make you go to the yard and pull

out weeds and do chores to compensate for the cost of repairing the piano. Do you understand?" Vicki pulled Westbrook off the

table. "Callsister-in-law, otherwise, I'll hit you every t| see you."

"Sister-in-law," Westbrook reluctantly called out.

Only then did Vicki release Westbrook.

At this moment, Felix finished his business and hurried back. He had gone out early in the morning to discuss plans with Mr. Ball

and was thinking of returning to accompany Vicki as soon as possible. Firstly, he was worried about the atmosphere at hand

the possibility of something going wrong. Secondly, someone would be delivering wedding rings for them to choose from later, and

he wanted to pick them together with Vicki.

As soon as he stepped inside the house, he heard that an ambulance had already come.

When he learned that the person being taken away was Fox, he couldn't help but hold his forehead. Vicki was truly Vicki. She sent

Fox to the hospital with just one more round. The entire Saunders family probably knew about it.

He quickly went to the hall and saw Carlo standing at the door, wearing a silent expression. He hurriedly asked, "Where's Mrs.

Warner? Is she okay?"

Carlo had been standing at the door, afraid that Mr. Reese might suddenly show up. If he saw Vicki disciplining Westbrook, it

wouldn't be appropriate. He had to stand at the door and report at the right time. Seeing Felix return, Carlo breathed a sigh of

relief.

"She's in the dining room." Carlo nodded towards the direction of the dining room.

Felix quickly rushed over. As soon as he entered the dining room, he saw the mess and Vicki disciplining Westbrook.

He laughed.

With Vicki's arrival, these scum in the Saunders family had met their nemesis.

But Vicki's actions today were too extreme.

He hurried forward and pulled Vicki to his side. "You're awake. Did you sleep well last night?"

"Sleeping with you, of course | slept well," Vicki casually replied, her bold words causing the other maids present to blush.

Meanwhile, Vicki remained oblivious.

Felix, "..."

Seeing Westbrook's disheveled appearance, with his pants soaked, clearly having wet himself, Felix quickly waved his hand,

signaling the maid to take Westbrook away. "Give him a bath and change his clothes. Clean up the kitchen as soon as possible."

"Yes." The maid quickly led Westbrook away.

Westbrook quickly fled as if he had received a pardon.

Vicki glanced at Westbrook's pitiful figure and felt a hint of doubt.

Westbrook was really strange. He didn't look like Mr. Reese or Fox, and standing next to Bride and Felix, he didn't resemble them as

siblings at all. And this unbearable personality was ingrained in him.

It reminded her of someone.

Seren.

Only when she was young was she this mischievous, and as she grew older, she beceven worse.

Vicki felt puzzled. Seren was already dead, so it was impossible for her to have any connection to Westbrook. But why did they give

her such a similar feeling?

The Saunders family was so large, and she felt that it held many hidden secrets.

She suddenly felt that marrying into this family was the right decision.

No matter what secrets there were, she would eventually uncover each one of them. Only by cleansing the Saunders family could

she appease the resentment in her heart from years ago.