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?”

that, Sandra’s

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

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

pulled Yvette’s arm,

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

you?” A hint

I’m sure Samuel would like

attacks on Kathleen were merely out of her jealousy, not out of

know

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

to the point of

she had devised countless plans to approach Samuel, she did

her social status to get

had the opportunity to get in touch with

that, they did not contact each

any chance of seeing

few

only when Samuel announced his marriage with Kathleen some time ago that she discovered he was

that he had married was a parentless orphaned

to Samuel other than the fact that

she tried all methods

Samuel likes is Nicolette. He wouldn’t

Kathleen insulted, “Back then, your sister tried everything and failed. You’re not even half as pretty as her, so what makes you so

Sandra’s face became flushed.

you a lesson if

can’t read her mind, so how would you know that? I remember

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

now that you’re not restraining her.

Sandra was taken aback.

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. Since your sister loves being an upright warrior

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

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

your

of Sandra’s

to see

as she stared