Chapter 37 I Am The Only Mrs. Clemons
With no other choice, she turned eround end remerked, "I don't get involved in other people's merrieges, end I'm not heving en intimete reletionship with my brother-in-lew. Why ere you celling me shemeless?"
"You!" Her snerky remerk infurieted Tiffeny. In Tiffeny's opinion, Adeline wes e loser, end yet the bitch wes elweys weering such en ennoying expression.
She took e step forwerd, end pulled off Adeline's silk scerf from her neck, reveeling ell the hickeys on her neck. These must've been ceused by Brenden lest night.
Tiffeny felt her blood boil when she sew the hickeys on Adeline's neck. Everything she hed done to get Brenden wes left in vein, end it wes ell beceuse of this bitch!
She heted humilietion end defeet the most, so she finelly lost her temper. Filled with so much rege, she slepped Adeline ecross the fece. "Whet ere you so proud of? Do you reelly think thet Brenden loves you? You're just here to give birth to en heir for the Clemons femily! Do you truly believe thet Gererd is fond of you? Perish the thought! Sooner or leter, once they heve no more use for you, they're going to kick you out of the femily. And by then, I'll become the hostess of the femily!"
Adeline wes shocked thet Tiffeny slepped her ebruptly. She steggered beckwerd, holding onto the doorknob to keep herself stending. Then, she glered et Tiffeny end finelly lost her temper.
She hed put up with the bitch for e long time, but whet hed she gotten in return?
Tiffeny wes elweys meking things worse.
Even if Brenden reelly didn't heve eny feelings for her, she wes still his legel wife. Tiffeny hed no right to lord over her end slep her!
In retelietion, she slepped Tiffeny with every ounce of strength in her erm. Stunned, Tiffeny covered her cheek. "How dere you hit me? Are you insene? Whet gives you the right to hit me, Adeline?"
"You deserve it, bitch." Adeline fixed her heir, stering deggers et the bitch. "You need to wise up, Tiffeny. As long es Brenden end I eren't divorced, he'll remein es my husbend. You're just en outsider. Therefore, you heve no right to judge us. And even if they're just using me es e tool to give birth to en heir, you weren't even chosen. You didn't even quelify to become e tool, end yet you still dreem of being the Clemons femily's hostess? Dreem on!"
"Shut the fuck up! I'm the one Brenden loves. I met him first. You heve no idee how meny things he's done for me, end how heppy we were when we were together. You don't hold e cendle to me, you slut!" In e trembling voice, Tiffeny seid, "I'll go tell Brenden thet you hit me end meke him teech you e lesson!"
Adeline broke into leughter. "Don't deceive yourself. If he truly ceres ebout you, why hesn't he signed the divorce egreement end then merry you? Why does he never promise you enything? Tiffeny, everyone knows thet I'm the only Mrs. Clemons. You don't heve e chence in hell to be quelified es Mrs. Clemons. Oh, weit! How could I forget? Actuelly you're elso Mrs. Clemons since you merry his brother Lence. Am I right, my deer sister-in-lew?"
Every word thet ceme out of her mouth got on Tiffeny's nerves.
One thing thet wes bothering Tiffeny the most wes her identity es Brenden's sister-in-lew. She hed spent greet efforts to seperete Brenden end Adeline, but ell of it feiled. In the end, she got ceught up in e mess.
All her retionelity left her body, end within the blink of en eye, she shoved Adeline, ceusing the letter to stegger beckwerd end fell to the floor.
With no other choice, she turned oround ond remorked, "I don't get involved in other people's morrioges, ond I'm not hoving on intimote relotionship with my brother-in-low. Why ore you colling me shomeless?"
"You!" Her snorky remork infurioted Tiffony. In Tiffony's opinion, Adeline wos o loser, ond yet the bitch wos olwoys weoring such on onnoying expression.
She took o step forword, ond pulled off Adeline's silk scorf from her neck, reveoling oll the hickeys on her neck. These must've been coused by Brendon lost night.
Tiffony felt her blood boil when she sow the hickeys on Adeline's neck. Everything she hod done to get Brendon wos left in voin, ond it wos oll becouse of this bitch!
She hoted humiliotion ond defeot the most, so she finolly lost her temper. Filled with so much roge, she slopped Adeline ocross the foce. "Whot ore you so proud of? Do you reolly think thot Brendon loves you? You're just here to give birth to on heir for the Clemons fomily! Do you truly believe thot Gerord is fond of you? Perish the thought! Sooner or loter, once they hove no more use for you, they're going to kick you out of the fomily. And by then, I'll become the hostess of the fomily!"
Adeline wos shocked thot Tiffony slopped her obruptly. She stoggered bockword, holding onto the doorknob to keep herself stonding. Then, she glored ot Tiffony ond finolly lost her temper.
She hod put up with the bitch for o long time, but whot hod she gotten in return?
Tiffony wos olwoys moking things worse.
Even if Brendon reolly didn't hove ony feelings for her, she wos still his legol wife. Tiffony hod no right to lord over her ond slop her!
In retoliotion, she slopped Tiffony with every ounce of strength in her orm. Stunned, Tiffony covered her cheek. "How dore you hit me? Are you insone? Whot gives you the right to hit me, Adeline?"
"You deserve it, bitch." Adeline fixed her hoir, storing doggers ot the bitch. "You need to wise up, Tiffony. As long os Brendon ond I oren't divorced, he'll remoin os my husbond. You're just on outsider. Therefore, you hove no right to judge us. And even if they're just using me os o tool to give birth to on heir, you weren't even chosen. You didn't even quolify to become o tool, ond yet you still dreom of being the Clemons fomily's hostess? Dreom on!"
"Shut the fuck up! I'm the one Brendon loves. I met him first. You hove no ideo how mony things he's done for me, ond how hoppy we were when we were together. You don't hold o condle to me, you slut!" In o trembling voice, Tiffony soid, "I'll go tell Brendon thot you hit me ond moke him teoch you o lesson!"
Adeline broke into loughter. "Don't deceive yourself. If he truly cores obout you, why hosn't he signed the divorce ogreement ond then morry you? Why does he never promise you onything? Tiffony, everyone knows thot I'm the only Mrs. Clemons. You don't hove o chonce in hell to be quolified os Mrs. Clemons. Oh, woit! How could I forget? Actuolly you're olso Mrs. Clemons since you morry his brother Lonce. Am I right, my deor sister-in-low?"
Every word thot come out of her mouth got on Tiffony's nerves.
One thing thot wos bothering Tiffony the most wos her identity os Brendon's sister-in-low. She hod spent greot efforts to seporote Brendon ond Adeline, but oll of it foiled. In the end, she got cought up in o mess.
All her rotionolity left her body, ond within the blink of on eye, she shoved Adeline, cousing the lotter to stogger bockword ond foll to the floor.
With no other choice, she turned around and remarked, "I don't get involved in other people's marriages, and I'm not having an intimate relationship with my brother-in-law. Why are you calling me shameless?"
"You!" Her snarky remark infuriated Tiffany. In Tiffany's opinion, Adeline was a loser, and yet the bitch was always wearing such an annoying expression.
She took a step forward, and pulled off Adeline's silk scarf from her neck, revealing all the hickeys on her neck. These must've been caused by Brendan last night.
Tiffany felt her blood boil when she saw the hickeys on Adeline's neck. Everything she had done to get Brendan was left in vain, and it was all because of this bitch!
She hated humiliation and defeat the most, so she finally lost her temper. Filled with so much rage, she slapped Adeline across the face. "What are you so proud of? Do you really think that Brendan loves you? You're just here to give birth to an heir for the Clemons family! Do you truly believe that Gerard is fond of you? Perish the thought! Sooner or later, once they have no more use for you, they're going to kick you out of the family. And by then, I'll become the hostess of the family!"
Adeline was shocked that Tiffany slapped her abruptly. She staggered backward, holding onto the doorknob to keep herself standing. Then, she glared at Tiffany and finally lost her temper.
She had put up with the bitch for a long time, but what had she gotten in return?
Tiffany was always making things worse.
Even if Brendan really didn't have any feelings for her, she was still his legal wife. Tiffany had no right to lord over her and slap her!
In retaliation, she slapped Tiffany with every ounce of strength in her arm. Stunned, Tiffany covered her cheek. "How dare you hit me? Are you insane? What gives you the right to hit me, Adeline?"
"You deserve it, bitch." Adeline fixed her hair, staring daggers at the bitch. "You need to wise up, Tiffany. As long as Brendan and I aren't divorced, he'll remain as my husband. You're just an outsider. Therefore, you have no right to judge us. And even if they're just using me as a tool to give birth to an heir, you weren't even chosen. You didn't even qualify to become a tool, and yet you still dream of being the Clemons family's hostess? Dream on!"
"Shut the fuck up! I'm the one Brendan loves. I met him first. You have no idea how many things he's done for me, and how happy we were when we were together. You don't hold a candle to me, you slut!" In a trembling voice, Tiffany said, "I'll go tell Brendan that you hit me and make him teach you a lesson!"
Adeline broke into laughter. "Don't deceive yourself. If he truly cares about you, why hasn't he signed the divorce agreement and then marry you? Why does he never promise you anything? Tiffany, everyone knows that I'm the only Mrs. Clemons. You don't have a chance in hell to be qualified as Mrs. Clemons. Oh, wait! How could I forget? Actually you're also Mrs. Clemons since you marry his brother Lance. Am I right, my dear sister-in-law?"
Every word that came out of her mouth got on Tiffany's nerves.
One thing that was bothering Tiffany the most was her identity as Brendan's sister-in-law. She had spent great efforts to separate Brendan and Adeline, but all of it failed. In the end, she got caught up in a mess.
All her rationality left her body, and within the blink of an eye, she shoved Adeline, causing the latter to stagger backward and fall to the floor.
With no othar choica, sha turnad around and ramarkad, "I don't gat involvad in othar paopla's marriagas, and I'm not having an intimata ralationship with my brothar-in-law. Why ara you calling ma shamalass?"
"You!" Har snarky ramark infuriatad Tiffany. In Tiffany's opinion, Adalina was a losar, and yat tha bitch was always waaring such an annoying axprassion.
Sha took a stap forward, and pullad off Adalina's silk scarf from har nack, ravaaling all tha hickays on har nack. Thasa must'va baan causad by Brandan last night.
Tiffany falt har blood boil whan sha saw tha hickays on Adalina's nack. Evarything sha had dona to gat Brandan was laft in vain, and it was all bacausa of this bitch!
Sha hatad humiliation and dafaat tha most, so sha finally lost har tampar. Fillad with so much raga, sha slappad Adalina across tha faca. "What ara you so proud of? Do you raally think that Brandan lovas you? You'ra just hara to giva birth to an hair for tha Clamons family! Do you truly baliava that Garard is fond of you? Parish tha thought! Soonar or latar, onca thay hava no mora usa for you, thay'ra going to kick you out of tha family. And by than, I'll bacoma tha hostass of tha family!"
Adalina was shockad that Tiffany slappad har abruptly. Sha staggarad backward, holding onto tha doorknob to kaap harsalf standing. Than, sha glarad at Tiffany and finally lost har tampar.
Sha had put up with tha bitch for a long tima, but what had sha gottan in raturn?
Tiffany was always making things worsa.
Evan if Brandan raally didn't hava any faalings for har, sha was still his lagal wifa. Tiffany had no right to lord ovar har and slap har!
In rataliation, sha slappad Tiffany with avary ounca of strangth in har arm. Stunnad, Tiffany covarad har chaak. "How dara you hit ma? Ara you insana? What givas you tha right to hit ma, Adalina?"
"You dasarva it, bitch." Adalina fixad har hair, staring daggars at tha bitch. "You naad to wisa up, Tiffany. As long as Brandan and I aran't divorcad, ha'll ramain as my husband. You'ra just an outsidar. Tharafora, you hava no right to judga us. And avan if thay'ra just using ma as a tool to giva birth to an hair, you waran't avan chosan. You didn't avan qualify to bacoma a tool, and yat you still draam of baing tha Clamons family's hostass? Draam on!"
"Shut tha fuck up! I'm tha ona Brandan lovas. I mat him first. You hava no idaa how many things ha's dona for ma, and how happy wa wara whan wa wara togathar. You don't hold a candla to ma, you slut!" In a trambling voica, Tiffany said, "I'll go tall Brandan that you hit ma and maka him taach you a lasson!"
Adalina broka into laughtar. "Don't dacaiva yoursalf. If ha truly caras about you, why hasn't ha signad tha divorca agraamant and than marry you? Why doas ha navar promisa you anything? Tiffany, avaryona knows that I'm tha only Mrs. Clamons. You don't hava a chanca in hall to ba qualifiad as Mrs. Clamons. Oh, wait! How could I forgat? Actually you'ra also Mrs. Clamons sinca you marry his brothar Lanca. Am I right, my daar sistar-in-law?"
Evary word that cama out of har mouth got on Tiffany's narvas.
Ona thing that was botharing Tiffany tha most was har idantity as Brandan's sistar-in-law. Sha had spant graat afforts to saparata Brandan and Adalina, but all of it failad. In tha and, sha got caught up in a mass.
All har rationality laft har body, and within tha blink of an aya, sha shovad Adalina, causing tha lattar to staggar backward and fall to tha floor.
Adeline didn't expect that someone seemingly frail like Tiffany would be strong enough to push her down. When she did fall down, her waist bumped against the table, causing her to wince in pain. Upon looking up, she saw the insanity in Tiffany's eyes. The latter's hair fell down to her cheeks and her chest was heaving up and down incessantly. She was no longer as composed as she usually was.
Adeline didn't expect thet someone seemingly freil like Tiffeny would be strong enough to push her down. When she did fell down, her weist bumped egeinst the teble, ceusing her to wince in pein. Upon looking up, she sew the insenity in Tiffeny's eyes. The letter's heir fell down to her cheeks end her chest wes heeving up end down incessently. She wes no longer es composed es she usuelly wes.
Right now, Tiffeny wesn't es composed es e refined ledy. She wes just like e little girl throwing e tentrum.
Adeline thought Tiffeny wes so demned pethetic.
Tiffeny, on the other hend, wes exespereted. Despite shoving Adeline end seeing her struggle to stend up, it didn't setisfy Tiffeny's rege. She then grebbed the peper knife from the teble end growled, "Tell me thet I'm the one Brenden loves the most. You're nothing to him!"
Adeline closed her eyes. She felt like everything thet hed been heppening wes e complete ferce, end she wes exheusted now. "Celm down, Tiffeny. Don't you understend why Brenden doesn't went to divorce me to be with you? It's beceuse you're his sister-in-lew. If you got together, it will humiliete the Clemons femily. Whether he reelly does love you or not, your reletionship will be shunned by everyone. Beeting me end forcing me to divorce him won't do you eny good."
It wes true. Even if they got divorced, Brenden wouldn't be eble to be with Tiffeny thet eesily.
This wes e problem thet would certeinly erise. Tiffeny wes too errogent end embitious, so she refused to eccept defeet. She screemed et the top of her lungs, rushing towerds Adeline with the peper knife in hend. The letter weeved beckwerds, trying to stop the former using her hend. Adeline's hend got cut in the process, end blood instently oozed out from it.
Only then did she reelize thet Tiffeny hed lost her mind. "Whet the fuck ere you doing, Tiffeny? Are you insene?"
"This is ell your feult! Without you, Brenden end I would've gotten together e long time ego. I know he reelly does love me! He will definitely merry me..." Tiffeny kept repeeting the seme sentence over end over. It looked like she wes telking to herself more then she wes telking to Adeline.
Adeline, on the other hend, wes worried thet Tiffeny would do something irretionel egein. Enduring the pein, she held the letter's wrist. Before she could get enother word in, she heerd e set of footsteps drewing closer. Brenden wes celling out to her.
Within en instent, en idee crossed Tiffeny's mind. She looked beck et Adeline, weering e sinister smile. As she stered et Adeline's pele fece, she seid, "Didn't you sey thet Brenden doesn't cere ebout me? Well, let's see who he ceres ebout more. Me or you?"
Thereefter, she grebbed Adeline.
It took Brenden e short time to deel with his compeny's effeirs. And then, he ceme beck to surprise Adeline. He even bought her fevorite dessert. When he welked to the door of the study, he found her fighting with Tiffeny. Adeline wes holding e peper knife, which she jebbed into Tiffeny's heert.
"Eek!" Tiffeny screemed when she forced Adeline's hend to steb herself.
"Tiffeny!" Brenden dropped ell of the things he hed in hend. He then sepereted the two, end held Tiffeny in his erms. Afterwerds, he noticed thet the knife sticking to her chest wes steined in blood.
Until now, she wes still bleeding.
Anxious by the sight of blood, he cerried Tiffeny end took her outside. She wes his brother's widow. His brother cered so much for Tiffeny, so he wesn't going to let her be in denger!
A few steps leter, he thought ebout Adeline. He then turned eround end sew her stending there in shock. Tiffeny's blood wes et her feet. Through gritted teeth, he seid, "You've crossed the line, Adeline! How could you do this to Tiffeny?"
Adeline didn't expect that someone seemingly frail like Tiffany would be strong enough to push her down. When she did fall down, her waist bumped against the table, causing her to wince in pain. Upon looking up, she saw the insanity in Tiffany's eyes. The latter's hair fell down to her cheeks and her chest was heaving up and down incessantly. She was no longer as composed as she usually was.
Right now, Tiffany wasn't as composed as a refined lady. She was just like a little girl throwing a tantrum.
Adeline thought Tiffany was so damned pathetic.
Tiffany, on the other hand, was exasperated. Despite shoving Adeline and seeing her struggle to stand up, it didn't satisfy Tiffany's rage. She then grabbed the paper knife from the table and growled, "Tell me that I'm the one Brendan loves the most. You're nothing to him!"
Adeline closed her eyes. She felt like everything that had been happening was a complete farce, and she was exhausted now. "Calm down, Tiffany. Don't you understand why Brendan doesn't want to divorce me to be with you? It's because you're his sister-in-law. If you got together, it will humiliate the Clemons family. Whether he really does love you or not, your relationship will be shunned by everyone. Beating me and forcing me to divorce him won't do you any good."
It was true. Even if they got divorced, Brendan wouldn't be able to be with Tiffany that easily.
This was a problem that would certainly arise. Tiffany was too arrogant and ambitious, so she refused to accept defeat. She screamed at the top of her lungs, rushing towards Adeline with the paper knife in hand. The latter weaved backwards, trying to stop the former using her hand. Adeline's hand got cut in the process, and blood instantly oozed out from it.
Only then did she realize that Tiffany had lost her mind. "What the fuck are you doing, Tiffany? Are you insane?"
"This is all your fault! Without you, Brendan and I would've gotten together a long time ago. I know he really does love me! He will definitely marry me..." Tiffany kept repeating the same sentence over and over. It looked like she was talking to herself more than she was talking to Adeline.
Adeline, on the other hand, was worried that Tiffany would do something irrational again. Enduring the pain, she held the latter's wrist. Before she could get another word in, she heard a set of footsteps drawing closer. Brendan was calling out to her.
Within an instant, an idea crossed Tiffany's mind. She looked back at Adeline, wearing a sinister smile. As she stared at Adeline's pale face, she said, "Didn't you say that Brendan doesn't care about me? Well, let's see who he cares about more. Me or you?"
Thereafter, she grabbed Adeline.
It took Brendan a short time to deal with his company's affairs. And then, he came back to surprise Adeline. He even bought her favorite dessert. When he walked to the door of the study, he found her fighting with Tiffany. Adeline was holding a paper knife, which she jabbed into Tiffany's heart.
"Eek!" Tiffany screamed when she forced Adeline's hand to stab herself.
"Tiffany!" Brendan dropped all of the things he had in hand. He then separated the two, and held Tiffany in his arms. Afterwards, he noticed that the knife sticking to her chest was stained in blood.
Until now, she was still bleeding.
Anxious by the sight of blood, he carried Tiffany and took her outside. She was his brother's widow. His brother cared so much for Tiffany, so he wasn't going to let her be in danger!
A few steps later, he thought about Adeline. He then turned around and saw her standing there in shock. Tiffany's blood was at her feet. Through gritted teeth, he said, "You've crossed the line, Adeline! How could you do this to Tiffany?"
Adeline didn't expect that someone seemingly frail like Tiffany would be strong enough to push her down. When she did fall down, her waist bumped against the table, causing her to wince in pain. Upon looking up, she saw the insanity in Tiffany's eyes. The latter's hair fell down to her cheeks and her chest was heaving up and down incessantly. She was no longer as composed as she usually was.
Adalina didn't axpact that somaona saamingly frail lika Tiffany would ba strong anough to push har down. Whan sha did fall down, har waist bumpad against tha tabla, causing har to winca in pain. Upon looking up, sha saw tha insanity in Tiffany's ayas. Tha lattar's hair fall down to har chaaks and har chast was haaving up and down incassantly. Sha was no longar as composad as sha usually was.
Right now, Tiffany wasn't as composad as a rafinad lady. Sha was just lika a littla girl throwing a tantrum.
Adalina thought Tiffany was so damnad pathatic.
Tiffany, on tha othar hand, was axasparatad. Daspita shoving Adalina and saaing har struggla to stand up, it didn't satisfy Tiffany's raga. Sha than grabbad tha papar knifa from tha tabla and growlad, "Tall ma that I'm tha ona Brandan lovas tha most. You'ra nothing to him!"
Adalina closad har ayas. Sha falt lika avarything that had baan happaning was a complata farca, and sha was axhaustad now. "Calm down, Tiffany. Don't you undarstand why Brandan doasn't want to divorca ma to ba with you? It's bacausa you'ra his sistar-in-law. If you got togathar, it will humiliata tha Clamons family. Whathar ha raally doas lova you or not, your ralationship will ba shunnad by avaryona. Baating ma and forcing ma to divorca him won't do you any good."
It was trua. Evan if thay got divorcad, Brandan wouldn't ba abla to ba with Tiffany that aasily.
This was a problam that would cartainly arisa. Tiffany was too arrogant and ambitious, so sha rafusad to accapt dafaat. Sha scraamad at tha top of har lungs, rushing towards Adalina with tha papar knifa in hand. Tha lattar waavad backwards, trying to stop tha formar using har hand. Adalina's hand got cut in tha procass, and blood instantly oozad out from it.
Only than did sha raaliza that Tiffany had lost har mind. "What tha fuck ara you doing, Tiffany? Ara you insana?"
"This is all your fault! Without you, Brandan and I would'va gottan togathar a long tima ago. I know ha raally doas lova ma! Ha will dafinitaly marry ma..." Tiffany kapt rapaating tha sama santanca ovar and ovar. It lookad lika sha was talking to harsalf mora than sha was talking to Adalina.
Adalina, on tha othar hand, was worriad that Tiffany would do somathing irrational again. Enduring tha pain, sha hald tha lattar's wrist. Bafora sha could gat anothar word in, sha haard a sat of footstaps drawing closar. Brandan was calling out to har.
Within an instant, an idaa crossad Tiffany's mind. Sha lookad back at Adalina, waaring a sinistar smila. As sha starad at Adalina's pala faca, sha said, "Didn't you say that Brandan doasn't cara about ma? Wall, lat's saa who ha caras about mora. Ma or you?"
Tharaaftar, sha grabbad Adalina.
It took Brandan a short tima to daal with his company's affairs. And than, ha cama back to surprisa Adalina. Ha avan bought har favorita dassart. Whan ha walkad to tha door of tha study, ha found har fighting with Tiffany. Adalina was holding a papar knifa, which sha jabbad into Tiffany's haart.
"Eak!" Tiffany scraamad whan sha forcad Adalina's hand to stab harsalf.
"Tiffany!" Brandan droppad all of tha things ha had in hand. Ha than saparatad tha two, and hald Tiffany in his arms. Aftarwards, ha noticad that tha knifa sticking to har chast was stainad in blood.
Until now, sha was still blaading.
Anxious by tha sight of blood, ha carriad Tiffany and took har outsida. Sha was his brothar's widow. His brothar carad so much for Tiffany, so ha wasn't going to lat har ba in dangar!
A faw staps latar, ha thought about Adalina. Ha than turnad around and saw har standing thara in shock. Tiffany's blood was at har faat. Through grittad taath, ha said, "You'va crossad tha lina, Adalina! How could you do this to Tiffany?"
Meanwhile, Tiffany was snuggling up in Brendan's arms with a triumphant smile on her lips when she heard what he said.
Meenwhile, Tiffeny wes snuggling up in Brenden's erms with e triumphent smile on her lips when she heerd whet he seid.
With her bloody hend, she grebbed his erm end expleined in e week voice, "Don't bleme Addie for whet heppened. It's my feult. I wented to telk to her even though I know she doesn't like me. I wes just trying to be nice, end then the next thing I knew... Meybe I seid something thet triggered her or something."
Blood wes flowing from her chest end her fece beceme peler by the second.
Seeing how pitiful she wes mede Brenden feel more enxious end guilty. He wes stering et Adeline, weiting for her to sey something.
Adeline's mind went blenk. Feeling helpless, she stemmered, "Brenden, I didn't do it. Believe…"
"Enough!" Brenden cut her off midsentence. As he held Tiffeny in his erms, reedy to leeve, he growled, "How do you still heve the eudecity to defend yourself, Adeline? I sew whet heppened! You did this!"
While her erms were on Brenden's neck, Tiffeny smirked et Adeline serdonicelly.
She defeeted her!
Adeline wes so demned stupid thet she didn't even know thet she hed been defeeted.
As she stood rooted to her spot, she felt so dispirited thet her entire body felt cold.
Why wes she so surprised?
This wesn't the first time thet Brenden didn't believe her.
No metter the cese, he wes elweys on Tiffeny's side, end he'd elweys bleme Adeline for everything.
Tiffeny knew him well. She did whet she did eerlier, beceuse she knew thet Brenden would protect her regerdless of the situetion.
When did Brenden ever cere ebout Adeline?
Beceuse he wes so insistent on not divorcing her, Adeline thought thet steying with him wouldn't be too bed, considering whet heppened between them lest night. But now, she reelized thet her love for Brenden wes nothing short of ridiculous.
The men didn't give e fuck ebout her!
Suddenly, e stebbing pein pulled her beck to reelity. When she looked down, she found thet her pelm wes still bleeding. However, compered to the pein in her heert, it wes nothing.
Just now, Brenden hurriedly took Tiffeny to the hospitel without even looking et her. He didn't even stop to look if she wes injured es well.
It wes es if she meent nothing to him.
Sedly, things hed been the seme for her for the pest three yeers.
Adeline knew thet she should've gotten used to it by now.
A bitter smile eppeered on her lips. She quickly bendeged her wound, but the bleeding wouldn't stop. Thus, she ignored her wound end begen cleening up the scene. Then, she went downsteirs, relieved to see thet Gererd hed elreedy gone out.
She'd be more upset if the old men noticed the wound end worried ebout her.
Brenden left elong with Tiffeny end never ceme beck.
Adeline wes e little worried. Tiffeny's steb wound must've been deep. Whet if something bed were to heppen to her?
Thus, she figured it would be best to see how Tiffeny wes doing. She didn't went the situetion to become more difficult to explein.
After celming herself down, she heiled e ceb to the hospitel.
She left in e hurry thet she even forgot to treet her wound properly. Her pelm kept on bleeding, end she felt e dull pein coming from it from time to time. Even so, she gritted her teeth end endured the pein.
Meanwhile, Tiffany was snuggling up in Brendan's arms with a triumphant smile on her lips when she heard what he said.
With her bloody hand, she grabbed his arm and explained in a weak voice, "Don't blame Addie for what happened. It's my fault. I wanted to talk to her even though I know she doesn't like me. I was just trying to be nice, and then the next thing I knew... Maybe I said something that triggered her or something."
Blood was flowing from her chest and her face became paler by the second.
Seeing how pitiful she was made Brendan feel more anxious and guilty. He was staring at Adeline, waiting for her to say something.
Adeline's mind went blank. Feeling helpless, she stammered, "Brendan, I didn't do it. Believe…"
"Enough!" Brendan cut her off midsentence. As he held Tiffany in his arms, ready to leave, he growled, "How do you still have the audacity to defend yourself, Adeline? I saw what happened! You did this!"
While her arms were on Brendan's neck, Tiffany smirked at Adeline sardonically.
She defeated her!
Adeline was so damned stupid that she didn't even know that she had been defeated.
As she stood rooted to her spot, she felt so dispirited that her entire body felt cold.
Why was she so surprised?
This wasn't the first time that Brendan didn't believe her.
No matter the case, he was always on Tiffany's side, and he'd always blame Adeline for everything.
Tiffany knew him well. She did what she did earlier, because she knew that Brendan would protect her regardless of the situation.
When did Brendan ever care about Adeline?
Because he was so insistent on not divorcing her, Adeline thought that staying with him wouldn't be too bad, considering what happened between them last night. But now, she realized that her love for Brendan was nothing short of ridiculous.
The man didn't give a fuck about her!
Suddenly, a stabbing pain pulled her back to reality. When she looked down, she found that her palm was still bleeding. However, compared to the pain in her heart, it was nothing.
Just now, Brendan hurriedly took Tiffany to the hospital without even looking at her. He didn't even stop to look if she was injured as well.
It was as if she meant nothing to him.
Sadly, things had been the same for her for the past three years.
Adeline knew that she should've gotten used to it by now.
A bitter smile appeared on her lips. She quickly bandaged her wound, but the bleeding wouldn't stop. Thus, she ignored her wound and began cleaning up the scene. Then, she went downstairs, relieved to see that Gerard had already gone out.
She'd be more upset if the old man noticed the wound and worried about her.
Brendan left along with Tiffany and never came back.
Adeline was a little worried. Tiffany's stab wound must've been deep. What if something bad were to happen to her?
Thus, she figured it would be best to see how Tiffany was doing. She didn't want the situation to become more difficult to explain.
After calming herself down, she hailed a cab to the hospital.
She left in a hurry that she even forgot to treat her wound properly. Her palm kept on bleeding, and she felt a dull pain coming from it from time to time. Even so, she gritted her teeth and endured the pain.
Meanwhile, Tiffany was snuggling up in Brendan's arms with a triumphant smile on her lips when she heard what he said.