Chapter 73
The rain didn’t take long to soak Kelly and Carter to the bone.
Watching the scene unfold-like something ripped straight from a melodrama-Sharon suddenly stood up.
Xavier looked up, assuming she finally couldn’t stomach the tug-of-war happening outside and was heading for Carter.
With his usual calm elegance, he asked, “Need me to help?”
“No,” Sharon replied, walking to the window. She took out her phone and began filming the two figures in the downpour.
Xavier blinked, caught off guard. “What are you doing?”
“Obviously, filming it,” Sharon said with a faint smile. “Whether as evidence of infidelity or just to post online, this scene is
bound to cause a stir.”
Xavier let out a dry laugh.
Outside, Kelly’s voice grew louder, her emotions rising with the storm. She was yelling something at Carter, shaking her head again and again.
Finally, it seemed Carter’s patience snapped. Without warning, he swept Kelly into his arms.
She thrashed wildly, fighting against him. He said something, and she froze, if only for a second.
Then, Carter opened the car door parked at the restaurant entrance and placed her inside. Moments later, the car pulled away.
When she was done filming, Sharon returned to her seat and continued eating. Her expression was calm as she ate with quiet
focus.
Xavier watched her for a long beat, then asked, “Aren’t you upset?”
Sharon took a sip of water, her voice even. “They’ve done worse. I stopped feeling anything a long time ago.”
Xavier didn’t reply, only nodded slowly, as if turning something over in his mind.
For the next few days, peace finally returned to Sharon’s life.
That afternoon, she and Wendy were at the mall, choosing yarn to knit scarves, when a sharp, mocking voice cut through the air
beside them.
“Well, well, look who it is. Isn’t this Sharon?”
Sharon turned. Nate stood there, eyes filled with disdain. He glanced at the children’s clothing bags in Sharon’s hands and
scoffed.
“See? I knew you were just pretending. I’m telling you now-no matter how you fake it, neither Carter nor Theo will ever like someone like you. Before Kelly came back, you could pretend to be pitiful and cling to Carter all you wanted. But now that she’s here? Please. You don’t stand a chance.”
Wendy couldn’t take it anymore. She frowned and cut in. “Hey, that’s enough.”
“Enough? Really? Look at yourself,” Nate sneered. “You’re just a housewife with no status, no background. What makes you think you’re worthy of someone like Carter?” (1)
“Shut your mouth.” Wendy was trembling with anger. “I’ve never known a mistress so proud of herself.”
“Oh? And who’s the mistress here, exactly?” Nate laughed coldly, like she’d just heard the world’s funniest joke.
1/2
“Everyone knows Sharon seduced Carter to climb into his bed and forced him to marry her. If it weren’t for her, Kelly and Carter would’ve been together ages ago. She’s the real mistress-playing the victim while destroying someone else’s love story. Hypocrite.”
It was then that Sharon, silent until now, finally spoke.
“Marriage in this country is a voluntary agreement. If he didn’t want to marry me, we wouldn’t have gotten a marriage certificate. Since he did, no matter how deeply he and your precious Kelly once loved each other-it’s in the past now.”
Sharon was noticeably shorter than Nate, but in that moment, she stood tall and unwavering.
She looked up at Nate. “No matter the reason or excuse, inserting herself into someone else’s marriage makes her a mistress.”
