She grew more agitated as she said, "You don't deserve Ethan. He is a charming, successful CEO and you’re just a rough cook stuck in the kitchen. You’re holding him back from finding someone better!"

I couldn’t help but retort, “You’re not the ‘better person’ he’s looking for, are you?” I added, "Sweetheart, that super glue should have sealed your other mouth."

She screamed in anger, "You!"

I rolled my eyes, "By the way, I recorded the call. You know this is evidence, right?"

"Beep beep beep—"

The call ended abruptly. She hung up.

The mistress was making a scene... I sighed, pressing my forehead. Ethan, you really know how to surprise me. But sweetheart, is your love story as epic as you claim?

Ethan had a near-death experience, lying in the hospital in a daze for three days and finally ended up with a hidden illness. Now, we were facing each other in the living room and the atmosphere was awkward.

Ethan stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a schoolboy caught in trouble. I commanded him coldly, "Come here."

He shuffled over awkwardly, like a crab trying to sidestep and gingerly sat down at my feet, wincing in pain. "Honey..." he began.

I ignored him.

"Eve... I was really wrong."

I frowned. "I kept you around because I thought you were obedient and considerate. Ethan Malone, a cheating cat, is destined to be abandoned by its owner."

His face turned ugly and he lowered his head to please me, "Eve, I've already been punished..."

Looking at his restrained appearance, I couldn't help but sneer.

This was about a man's dignity. From then on, he couldn't act human, he must have hated me to the core. But he had to swallow his humiliation and pretend to put on a show for his future. Just like now, he was being submissive, not genuinely realizing his mistake but wanting to continue taking advantage of me, sucking my blood to maintain his lofty status as CEO.

Just as I was about to respond, the doorbell rang. Ethan hurried to the door. Curious, I turned to look and he was blocking the visitor from view. I knew immediately who it was.

Ethan hissed, "What are you doing here? Go back!"

The person was not intimidated at all. She pushed past Ethan and walked straight to me. She had high ponytails and big eyes, just like the girl in the photos.