Chapter 163: Is Cherysh Jordan the Mistress?
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They were making such a scene that everyone in the coffee shop was looking over.
A staff member hurriedly went over to mediate, “I’m sorry, but this is a coffee shop. Please be quiet.”
The middle-aged, wealthy woman was very angry and didn’t listen. She shook off the staff member’s hand and growled, “She’s sleeping with my man, and you tell me to be quiet!”
The staff member was stumped by her shouting.
Just then, the man caught cheating, with a livid face, stood up and roared, “Enough! Stop making a scene!”
No sooner had he spoken, the wealthy woman began wailing, “Okay, Preston, I’ve spent half of my life with you, through thick and thin, giving birth to our children and taking care of our elders. Now that you have money, you secretly indulge yourself and neglect me. Are you even human?”
Embarrassed, the man could only console her, “Alright, don’t make a scene.
Let’s talk about it when we get home.”
“Of course, I will go home!” The woman raised her voice and said viciously,
“But before I leave, I must teach this vixen a lesson!”
“Am I causing a scene? If you guys hadn’t been so shady behind my back, would I make a scene? I’d heard about you two before but never interfered, thinking that men sometimes face temptations. But this vixen just won’t stop. She even texted you, asking you to divorce me. Ha! It I hadn’t seen that message last night, would someone else be taking my place as Mrs. Peng? Let me tell you, Preston, I also have shares in the company. If you dare to divorce me, I’ll sell those shares, and we’ll see how stable your position as the boss will be!”
The man’s face changed, and he immediately denied the claim, “Wife, my relationship with her was just a fling. Please don’t be impulsive.”
“So you don’t want to divorce me and be with her? Isn’t she your precious sweetie?”
Having their private conversations exposed in public, the man’s face turned different shades of pale, and he could only offer a smile and whisper, “Wife, believe me, only you have my love. She was the one who seduced me when I was drunk, and we had relations that time. Since then, she’s been clinging to me and demanding that I take responsibility.”
“Wife, believe me, I never planned on divorcing. Let’s go home and talk. Shall we?”
The wealthy woman shook off his hand, grabbed the other woman’s hair, and slapped her twice. Afterward, she released her grip, spat at the disheveled woman, and disdainfully said, “You’ve heard, right? My husband was just playing with you. Forget it this time. Next time, don’t cling to men without a second thought. Look at your own worth first!”
Everyone left in a hurry.
The man, at the end of the procession, glanced back at the mistress with pity but was met with his wife’s glaring look and hastily followed her.
Having witnessed the whole drama, Enna Clark was appalled by the man’s irresponsible behavior and felt sorry for both women.
She had thought that the drama would end with everyone leaving.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the mistress raised her head, seemingly unfazed by the onlookers’ pointing, and calmly began to tidy herself up.
As she lifted her disheveled hair, revealing a clean, fair face, Enna was struck dumb, unable to believe who she was seeing – Cherysh Jordan!
How could it be Cherysh Jordan!
Unexpectedly, a nearby person also blurted out in surprise, “Cherysh Jordan?”
Seeing the beautiful woman’s disheveled appearance, she suddenly became interested, saying to her friends, “I saw a friend. Let’s go say hello..”