“You—”

Cordelia took a step forward, “Sister, we’re the Jenners. We’re from the same family. We’re together in weal and woe. You being humiliated would mean that dad is also humiliated. If you want to throw a tantrum at me in the future, do it somewhere that’s just us. You can do whatever you want to me. But never humiliate dad in public!”

Yelena turned pale. She stared right at her.

Cordelia’s every word struck the crucial points. No matter how dumb Yelena was, she dared not lash out at the moment.

“Hah, I never thought you pretended to be carefree before, yet you’re brutal when you fight!”

Cordelia looked cold as she enunciated each word. “I just want to be at peace with you.”

Yelena turned around and left after a scoff.

Watching her leave, Cordelia accidentally peeped at William’s pleased face.

She suddenly felt a little sad.

In reality, Cordelia and Yelena were just chess pieces that were played. What was the meaning of winning?

said softly, “Dad, I’m

you’ll definitely have a share

not care. However, there was more resentment toward

she returned home at

cleaning the floor while humming to a tune. He showed a big smile when he saw her

did I

the fruit of his labor

was in a

chores. He had done a terrible job,

clothes from the balcony. However, instead of saying that he had “folded” them, it made more

put the things back in

seemed to be something cooking in the

bringing out a pot and plates. Cordelia looked at it—it was spaghetti

they were married half a year ago, he could

when she saw him sweating but excited. She caressed his neck and fell into his embrace like a kitten. She was indulging in

anything when we just got married? I’d have to serve you and cook for you when I got home from

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