Still in the study, Amelia Cobb stared fiercely at Sadie.
The words she struggled to say with all her strength made her entire body tremble.
Sadie had never seen Amelia like this before.
She was shocked for a moment by Amelia's fury.
Staring at her, she couldn't regain her composure for a while.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; he watches me painstakingly plot, waiting for me to make all the moves, and then catches me in one swoop. Christopher Robinson deserves not a loving family in this life, he deserves a life of loneliness and misery,"
Amelia's roar nearly shattered the windows.
She staggered to Christopher's desk, picked up their wedding photo, and threw it at the window.
The wooden frame hit the shatterproof glass, leaving a crack but not breaking.
Amelia threw all their photos together onto the window.
Anything related to him—she didn't want to keep any of it.
As her gaze wandered, Amelia saw the ashtray on the desk.
