"A life for three people?"
Olivia Jenkins sneered coldly, elegantly approaching Bella Thompson, her proud aura radiating in Bella's face.
"Speaking of this, even if you dared to rank second, I wouldn't dare to rank first. You hadn't even married into the Marshall Family yet, and you were living a life for four people. You could even accommodate an ocean, I truly admire your resilient spirit, your remarkable patience."
"Later, you lived a life for five people for over twenty years, always encountering them, seeing them even when you closed your eyes. Bella Thompson, in this regard, you are utterly unbeatable."
"Even when my mother-in-law disappeared, not only you, but also your son and family, are constantly oppressed by her and her son. Don't you find it too crowded? Don't you feel suffocated?"
"A defeated subordinate, I truly despise dealing with you. Yet, you voluntarily come to me seeking humiliation, seeking contempt. Bella Thompson, are you a masochist?"
