Chapter 3
It was the middle of the night, and most of the servants at Nelson Villa were already asleep.
The two maids on night duty saw Stephanie returning and looked a bit awkward.
They quickly stepped forward to stop her. “Mrs. Nelson, it’s very late. Perhaps you should go back to your apartment….
Seeing their expressions, Stephanie immediately sensed something was amiss. She ignored the malds and strode towards the master bedroom on the second floor.
As she walked up the stairs, a familiar man’s voice floated down from the room.
That voice belonged to…
Stephanie bit her lip, held her breath, and reached for the doorknob with her trembling hand.
The doorknob turned with a soft click…
Stephanie froze in place
The woman lifted her face to kiss the man she was with, her eyes darting towards the door as her moan grew louder.
Kevin bent his head down and said in a hoarse voice, “You are the one I love, Claire. I will divorce Stephanie.”
Stephanie stood frozen, staring at the entangled couple. Her teeth sank into her lip hard enough to draw blood.
“Kevin, you jerk! You cheated on me and kept a mistress, and you even set me up to divorce me! How dare you?”
Stephanie’s voice shattered the silence, making the man on the bed jolt in shock.
Kevin turned his head towards the door, his eyes wide with surprise and guilt upon seeing Stephanie.
But he quickly regained his composure, his face turning cold. “Get out of here!”
“You’re the ones who should leave! You two shameless jerk!” Stephanie’s chest heaved with anger as she shouted across the room.
“What did you call us? Don’t you dare hurt Claire.”
Fearing Stephanie might harm his lover, Kevin quickly wrapped the woman beside him in a sheet and pulled her into his arms protectively.
“Stephanie, you better be smart and file for divorce without asking for a dime, or I’ll leak the photos of you with that man tonight I bet you couldn’t bear to stay at Nelson Villa now, and you don’t deserve to be the lady of the Nelson family anymore!”
“You are a monster, Kevin!”
Stephanie had never felt such hatred. Her gaze burned with resentment as she stared at the man on the bed. That was her husband, heartless and cruel
Her eyes were red with tears, brimming with bitterness.
Stephanie couldn’t fathom remaining in this place for another moment.
Stephanie couldn’t care less about this cold, empty marriage either!
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Chapter 3
She turned away in a fury and didn’t want to show her weakness, choking back tears.
Wiping the tears from the corner of her eye, Stephanie stormed toward the door, her uneven steps betraying her distress and heartache.
“Ah!” Suddenly, a child’s cry rang out. A girl, about three years old, collided with Stephanie at the doorway, falling to the floor.
Stephanie paused, looking down to see the girl clearly.
“Joyce…” The woman called out and hurried out of the room.
She instinctively protected the girl, her expression tense as she faced Stephanie. “If you’ve got a problem, it’s with me, not my daughter!”
“Daughter? The word echoed in Stephanie’s head as she stared at the woman in front of her, frozen.
“Claire Peterson!” Stephanie’s eyes widened in disbelief as she realized her husband’s lover was an old acquaintance.
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