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

my sister?” said Yvette with arms akimbo. “She’s a thousand—no, a million—times

if you can’t restrain your

Sandra as she pulled Yvette’s arm, intending to

what’re you doing? Why’re you afraid of her?” Yvette scowled. “She’s a homewrecker, a vixen who destroys other people’s

I don’t have the right, do you?” A hint of

I had the chance, I’m sure Samuel would

were merely out of her jealousy, not out of support for

to know Samuel because

saw his photo as Sandra and Samuel went to the same

liked Samuel almost to the

countless plans to approach Samuel, she

absolutely impossible for people of her social status to get

have had the opportunity to get in touch with Samuel back when Sandra

did not contact each other

lost any chance of

worked hard throughout the past few years, her

only when Samuel announced his marriage with Kathleen some time

that he had

to Samuel other than the

when Yvette saw Kathleen, she tried all methods to humiliate

the person Samuel likes is Nicolette.

your sister tried everything and failed. You’re not even half as pretty as her, so what

Sandra’s face became flushed.

would never!” said Yvette confidently. “I’ll teach you a lesson if you

You can’t read her mind, so how would you know that? I remember that she

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

attack me?” Kathleen said nonchalantly, “I told you just now that you’re not restraining

Sandra was taken aback.

stonily, “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

as ever,”

naturally would not show any mercy toward lowlifes.” Kathleen welcomed the woman’s remark

scold my sister like that! I’ll have your head!” Yvette raised her fist and aimed

corners of Sandra’s lips curved

to see Kathleen

cold as ice as she stared directly