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.

“I warned you just now that you should hold your sister back. Since you did not heed my words, don’t blame me for

“Kathleen, don’t you

to the flames. “She’s just a homewrecker who monopolizes the fact that

she could slap her sister there and then.

do you remember Wynnie throwing you a birthday party at home when you were twenty, and a lot of your

frosty expression. “Yes. I was drunk

Kathleen glanced at Sandra and went on, “This woman snuck into your room

instantly drained from

his brows. “What did you

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

commanded Samuel

Yvette exclaimed in shock.

of me that time. In fact, I have footage

Yvette was stupefied.

was initially over long ago, but you brought this upon her.” Kathleen’s tone was gentle yet freezing

impossible!” Yvette shook her head hard.

slapped her before the latter could even finish her

me problems!” Sandra was so livid that

would happen if the Sullivan

dumbfounded by her

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

Yvette, who felt wronged as she cried,

Sandra harrumphed. “Shut it!”

lowered

my fault for not educating my

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

Sandra bit her lip.

one to be bullied so easily,”

just that I love Samuel

Sandra had no

that, she dragged

to its usual peaceful

casually asked, “Why’re you looking at me like

you surprised at how

in a low voice. “I just thought that I should

tiny, dainty girl, yet she’s so feisty when it comes to teaching people a lesson. This is a side of her that I’ve never seen before. I knew that she wasn’t as weak and demure as

your time then,”

resist the urge to pinch her face. “So, you did it to