Divorce Anxiety (Kathleen and Samuel)

“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

Yvette with arms akimbo. “She’s a thousand—no, a million—times better

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

she pulled Yvette’s arm, intending to drag

homewrecker, a vixen who destroys other people’s relationships! What right does she have to be the young madam

the right, do you?” A hint of scorn

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

were merely out of her jealousy, not out of

came to know Samuel because of

saying she “knew” him, she actually only saw his photo as Sandra and Samuel went

liked Samuel almost to the point of

she had devised countless plans to approach Samuel, she did not succeed

was absolutely impossible for people of her

she could have had the opportunity to get in touch with Samuel

did not

Yvette lost any

throughout the past few

marriage with Kathleen some time ago that she discovered

woman that he had married was a parentless

up to Samuel other than the

she tried

Samuel likes is Nicolette. He wouldn’t care about what happens to

failed. You’re not even half as

Sandra’s face became flushed.

you a lesson if you dare to accuse my sister

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

have never offended you, have I? Why must you hold on to

Kathleen said nonchalantly, “I told you just now that you’re not restraining her. Instead, you’re letting her do

Sandra was taken aback.

motives and impure thoughts for another man despite your upcoming marriage. Since your sister loves being an upright warrior for

you’re still as eloquent as ever,” Sandra commented through

I naturally would not show

that! I’ll have your head!” Yvette raised her fist and

Sandra’s

see Kathleen beaten

eyes were cold as ice as she stared directly at Yvette’s fist without budging at