Divorce Anxiety

Kathleen pursed her lips quietly.

Yvette was fuming. “We didn’t scold her. All we did was say a few words of truth.”

Coldly, Samuel remarked, “What truth could possibly come out of the mouths of dogs like you?”

Yvette was rendered speechless while Sandra froze.

“Mr. Macari, we know that she’s the third person who took Nicolette’s spot.” Yvette reminded, “Isn’t Nicolette your true love?”

Samuel’s eyes were glazed with a layer of frost. “Who do you think you are to have the audacity to say that you know who my true love is? It seems to me that the two of you are courting death.”

Yvette was stunned. Is Nicolette not Samuel’s true love? What does he mean?

Kathleen stared at the two sisters icily.

“Sam, do you really not remember this woman anymore?” inquired Kathleen as she lifted a finger to point at Sandra.

“Nope.” Samuel added disgustedly, “Why would I remember a random woman? I’m your man; can’t you be a little jealous?”

Sandra and Yvette were thunderstruck.

D-Did Samuel just say all that? How could he say such things?

“You don’t like them anyway, so why should I be jealous?” Kathleen found his question to be very confusing.

Samuel was displeased by her words.

“Do you really not have any impression of her?” asked Kathleen once more.

“No. Isn’t it annoying to ask this again and again? I only have eyes for you,” clarified Samuel, who was afraid of answering wrongly.

However, to be fair, he did indeed forget who Sandra was.

Kathleen turned to look at Sandra, whose face was pale as a sheet, and said flatly, “You spent so much effort back then, but he doesn’t even remember your name in the end. What a pity.”

At that, Sandra’s face became even paler.

“Kathleen, don’t cross the line,” fumed Yvette.

“I crossed the line?” Kathleen mocked, “It was you who insulted me first, saying that I’m a homewrecker b*tch. There’re surveillance cameras here; should we check the footage?”

Yvette felt guilty.

your sister back. Since you did not heed my words, don’t blame me for taking

latter panicked. “Kathleen,

of her?” The tactless Yvette added fuel to the flames. “She’s just a homewrecker who monopolizes the fact that she’s an orphan to garner sympathy and snatch someone else’s

wished she could slap her sister

Samuel, and asked, “Sam, do you remember Wynnie throwing you a birthday party at home when you were twenty,

latter nodded with a frosty expression. “Yes. I

“This woman snuck into your room and wanted to

blood instantly drained from Sandra’s

his brows. “What

the person whom you would be married to right now would be her.” With a sigh,

up,” commanded Samuel

in shock. “My sister

time. In fact, I have footage of what happened. Do you want to take a look?” said

Yvette was stupefied.

Kathleen’s tone was gentle yet freezing cold. “It’s too

impossible!” Yvette shook her head hard.

latter could

me problems!” Sandra was

if the Sullivan family

dumbfounded by her sister’s

time again, and you’ve told her repeatedly as well, but she insists on making me angry. Does she

as she eyed Yvette, who felt wronged as she cried, “Sandra, I’m not

Sandra harrumphed. “Shut it!”

lowered

at Kathleen, Sandra said, “It’s my fault for not

to use her as your weapon?” retorted Kathleen expressionlessly. “If you had restrained her sternly, to begin with, I wouldn’t have exposed what

Sandra bit her lip.

been one to be bullied so

I

had no choice but to

dragged Yvette along and

store returned to its usual peaceful

asked, “Why’re you looking

at how

just thought

so feisty when it comes to teaching people a lesson. This is a side of her that I’ve never seen before. I

time then,” said

not resist the urge to pinch her face. “So, you did it to protect me