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 expression

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

frostily and uttered, “Sandra, if you can’t restrain your sister even the slightest

pulled Yvette’s arm, intending to

a vixen who destroys other people’s relationships!

don’t have the right, do you?” A hint

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

Kathleen were merely out of

to know Samuel because

she “knew” him, she actually only saw his photo

almost to the point

she had devised countless plans to approach Samuel, she

for people of her social status to get close to

opportunity to get in touch with Samuel back when Sandra was still coursemates with

they did not contact each

any

the past few years, her efforts proved

announced his marriage with Kathleen some time ago that she discovered he

he had married was a parentless

Kathleen did not match up to Samuel

Yvette saw Kathleen, she tried all methods to humiliate

likes is Nicolette. He wouldn’t care

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

Sandra’s face became flushed.

said Yvette confidently. “I’ll teach you a

so how would you know that?

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

to attack me?” Kathleen said nonchalantly, “I told you just now that you’re not restraining her. Instead, you’re letting her do as

Sandra was taken aback.

many years, you still harbor ulterior motives and impure thoughts for another man despite your upcoming marriage. Since your sister loves being an upright

you’re still as eloquent as

show any mercy toward lowlifes.” Kathleen

you scold my sister like that! I’ll have your head!” Yvette raised her fist and

corners of Sandra’s lips curved

wanted to see Kathleen

stared directly at