Chapter 121 Life is Like a Play, All Depends on Acting Skills

"Get her outta here."

Ethan had just walked in, and I was dead serious.

I was at my wit's end.

"Cut it out."

Ethan came closer, trying to hug me.

I shoved him away, my anger boiling over.

"I'm not kidding. She needs to move out. Rent her a place, buy her a house, hire a nanny, whatever. I can't live with her anymore."

The room was so quiet, we could hear each other breathing.

Ethan stared at me, his brows furrowed.

"Don't push her. Faye's a bit unhinged. She might do something crazy."

My heart ached, and my voice shook. "Aren't you worried I'll do something crazy?"

Ethan sighed, looking down. "You won't."

I laughed bitterly. "Why do you think that? Because I'm not dramatic enough? Not fragile enough?"

Ethan put his hands on his hips, biting his lip. After a while, he finally said, "It's just a cat, right? I'll get you a new one tomorrow."

I scoffed. "You can't just replace it. You get attached over time."

"Ethan, Emily, what's going on?" A timid voice came from the door.

Ethan hadn't closed the door, so Faye must've heard everything. Yet she acted clueless, asking what was wrong. She must be loving this.

Ethan turned to me, his face cold, and raised his voice.

"Emily, if you have something to say, just say it. Stop beating around the bush."

He didn't care about my feelings in front of Faye, so I didn't care anymore, either.

"Why do you think that? Feeling guilty 'cause you know you're the type to ditch the old for the new?"

Ethan tilted his chin up, his brows furrowed. When he spoke again, his voice was softer, almost helpless.

"Why make things so hard? Emily, remember when I said you were simple, not like other women with all their drama? That's why being with you was so easy. Why make it hard now?"

I remembered. The night before we got our marriage license, I asked him why he chose me, and that's what he told me.

I looked at him sadly. "Now, being with me is hard, so you regret it?"

Ethan bit his lip. After a long while, he said, "Let's calm down."

With that, he turned and walked away.

to his footsteps going downstairs, the door

gone, she didn't bother

door shut, blocking out

heard her

breaths

my shower, I crawled into bed, ready to sleep.

had sent a text message,

for a moment, I replied with a

message, I curled up in bed and slept more soundly

argument had expelled

I could

I saw Faye on the couch,

he once got really

singing stopped abruptly. Faye gently stroked the guitar in

hasn't picked up this guitar for a long time because of Fiona. Have you

reminding myself not to let her

of reaction

second marriage. Ethan must

this was the

she showed her

breaths, lightly curled my lips, and looked at her as if she

aback, probably not expecting this reaction from

her and turned to the kitchen

she must have ordered for breakfast. When I sat at the dining table to eat breakfast,

kept eating my breakfast, acting like she wasn't even

cat out," she suddenly

anger flaring inside

smiled, clearly satisfied, and

to teach it a lesson. Wanna know where I threw it? Just in the little river up ahead. Can it swim? If

it didn't drown, it would freeze in the river. Imagining Scruffy struggling in

slap her, just slamming

smiled, but it

tone it down. If things get too wild, the ending might

bothered with her anymore. I went upstairs, changed my

street. I walked straight over, opened the

what's up? Calling me so early, are

was in the driver's seat, looked bored but perked up as

my run-in with Faye, staring at

bitch up to something

saw Faye coming

happened to pass by, and she flagged it down and

at the

gave me a suspicious look but quickly started the

she involved with

happened over the past few

it, she was furious. "I can't believe that bitch is so shameless,

a high-end restaurant, and Bella parked at a

walked straight into

of the restaurant, saying to Faye, "Mr. Windsor

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