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?”

that, Sandra’s

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

and uttered, “Sandra, if you can’t restrain your sister even the slightest

talking,” said Sandra as she pulled Yvette’s

scowled. “She’s a homewrecker, a vixen who destroys other people’s relationships! What right

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

chance, I’m sure Samuel would like me,”

were merely out of her jealousy, not out

to know Samuel because of

“knew” him, she actually only saw his photo as Sandra

liked Samuel almost to the

had devised countless plans to approach Samuel,

was absolutely impossible for people of her social status to get close to

get in touch with Samuel back when Sandra was

not contact each other

any chance of seeing

hard throughout the past few years, her efforts

his marriage with Kathleen

woman that he had married was a parentless orphaned

did not match up to Samuel

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

Sandra’s face became flushed.

Yvette confidently. “I’ll teach you a lesson if you dare

mind, so how would you know that? I remember

Sandra bit her lip and snapped, “I have never offended you,

told you just now that you’re

Sandra was taken aback.

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.

eloquent as ever,” Sandra commented through clenched

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

my sister like that! I’ll have your head!” Yvette raised

Sandra’s

see

she stared directly at Yvette’s