Divorce Anxiety

“Don’t spout nonsense,” Sandra reprimanded her sister. The former’s expression became unnatural when she saw Kathleen.

With a stony expression, Kathleen eyed Yvette and uttered, “You have a mouth but fail to speak properly. It might as well have grown below you; at least it would serve some form of purpose then.”

“What did you just say?” responded Yvette in an extremely shrill voice.

“Do you not understand what I mean? If you do, then great. If not, looks like your brain’s faulty too,” said Kathleen with an icy tone.

“Kathleen, my sister did not speak in a nice tone just now, but did you really have to criticize her like this?” interjected Sandra, frustrated.

“Well, wasn’t your sister the one who started it first?” Kathleen said flatly. “Surely you know that it’s always the instigator who’s at fault.”

Sandra bit her lip and did not say a word.

Back then, Kathleen said the exact same thing to her.

Yvette mocked, “Kathleen, what’re you so cocky about? You and Samuel have been married for three years, but he ended up having a mistress anyway.”

Kathleen’s delicate countenance paled a shade.

Previously, Samuel and Nicolette appeared in the Yoeger residence together.

Everyone in Jadeborough knew that he personally fed that woman cake.

At that time, Kathleen’s marriage to him had not been publicly announced yet, so everyone thought that Samuel and Nicolette would be a couple.

“Why the silence?” asked Yvette smugly.

In a calm manner, Kathleen said, “Even if he has a mistress, you decided to insult me, the wife, instead of blaming the cheating man. Where are your morals?”

Yvette was stunned for a moment before replying angrily, “Kathleen, stop lecturing me like you’re on the moral high ground. I inquired about this long ago; Samuel and Nicolette were a pair, to begin with. The one who snatched someone else’s partner was you! You’re the real homewrecker!”

Kathleen sneered and said, “I’m the homewrecker? What a pity—the ‘homewrecker’ you’re referring to is actually Samuel’s real wife, while Nicolette became the mistress that everyone hates. Are you dissatisfied with that?”

“Kathleen, you vile, shameless woman! Samuel will divorce you eventually! Homewrecker b*tch!” Yvette hissed through gritted teeth.

“Yvette!” Sandra creased her brows.

Kathleen chuckled aloud and said with disdain, “I’m a homewrecker b*tch? What does that make your sister?”

Sandra’s expression

arms akimbo. “She’s a thousand—no, a million—times better

restrain your sister even

Sandra as she pulled Yvette’s arm, intending

who destroys other people’s relationships! What right does she have to be

don’t have the right, do you?” A hint of scorn filled Kathleen’s

the chance, I’m sure Samuel would like me,” declared Yvette

on Kathleen were merely out of her jealousy, not out

came to know

she “knew” him, she actually only saw his

Samuel almost to

though she had devised countless plans to approach Samuel, she did not

was absolutely impossible for people of her social status to get

she could have had the opportunity to get in touch with

they did not contact each

Yvette lost any chance

hard throughout the past few years, her

was only when Samuel announced his marriage with Kathleen some time ago that she

that he had married was a parentless orphaned

Kathleen did not match up to Samuel other than

Yvette saw Kathleen, she tried all methods to humiliate

all, the person Samuel likes is Nicolette. He wouldn’t care about what

not even half as pretty as her, so what makes you

Sandra’s face became flushed.

said Yvette confidently. “I’ll teach you a

read her mind, so how would you know that? I remember that she employed

snapped, “I have never offended you, have I? Why must you

just now that

Sandra was taken aback.

“You had the chance to stop her from sputtering nonsense, but did you? Not at all. Looks like after so many years, you still harbor ulterior motives and impure thoughts for another man despite your upcoming marriage. Since your sister loves being an upright warrior for morality and pointing out others’ faults, how could she miss you

eloquent as

show any mercy toward lowlifes.” Kathleen welcomed the woman’s

that! I’ll have your head!”

of Sandra’s lips curved

wanted to see Kathleen

stared directly at Yvette’s fist