"Enough! Shut your mouth!"
Liu Hui bellowed, her voice hoarse with exertion, shaking uncontrollably as tears streamed down incessantly, utterly heartbroken.
Her husband stood right in front of her, leaning on another woman—additionally, one who was a dozen years her senior, both old and ugly, an absolute humiliation beyond compare for her!
Guo Haitao stood frozen, as did Wang Lijuan beside him.
Even I was a bit stunned.
"Guo Haitao, haven't I been good to you? When we got married, you had little money, yet I still married you. Is this how you repay me? You scumbag, you bastard!"
Liu Hui gritted her teeth in anger.
"Liu Hui, you... don't be like this, calm down, let's talk it over slowly. With Lijuan, I..." Guo Haitao covered his face, his expression filled with guilt.
"Hai Tao, you don't need to act like this. You don't love her, you love me, right? She's so useless, so boring, she can't give you anything, but I can," Wang Lijuan snapped coldly, glaring at her menacingly.
