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.

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

“Kathleen, don’t you

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 man.

slap her sister

birthday party at home when you were twenty, and a

frosty expression.

on, “This woman snuck into your

drained from Sandra’s

brows. “What did you

you would be married to right now would be her.” With a sigh, she continued, “I really regret

up,” commanded Samuel

exclaimed in shock. “My

of me that time. In fact, I have footage of

Yvette was stupefied.

you brought this upon her.” Kathleen’s tone was gentle yet freezing cold. “It’s too bad

impossible!” Yvette shook her head

her before the latter

me problems!” Sandra was so livid that her insides

would happen if the Sullivan family found out about

by

told her repeatedly as well, but she insists on making

was black as thunder as she eyed Yvette, who felt wronged as she cried, “Sandra, I’m not jealous of you!

Sandra harrumphed. “Shut it!”

unhappily lowered

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

expressionlessly.

Sandra bit her lip.

one to be bullied so easily,” Kathleen added

I love

no choice but

that, she dragged

returned to its usual peaceful

Kathleen, who casually asked, “Why’re you looking at

at how I

answered Samuel in a low voice. “I just thought that

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

your time

could not resist the urge to pinch her face. “So,