The young girl was not polite at all. With her hands on her hips, she said, "I'm Beatrice Rothwood. I spoke with you on the phone yesterday. You remember me, right?"
Ethan quickly approached us, pointing at Beatrice’s nose and scolding, "What are you doing here? Beatrice, I tell you, I won’t be divorcing my wife, so stop trying to stir trouble!"
Beatrice was stunned, her momentum instantly deflated and she said softly, "Ethan, what are you talking about? Are you being threatened by this woman?"
She pointed at me as getting angry, "You old woman, clinging to men, look at what you've done to Ethan!”
Me? Forcing him?
What have I forced him to do?
The one being cornered by the mistress is me!
I had no intention of engaging in further conversation, so I picked up my phone to call security. But Beatrice stepped forward and knocked my phone to the ground.
The screen shattered.
I took a deep breath and asked her, "Miss Beatrice, do you have any valuable suggestions about my marriage?"
Beatrice snorted, her eyes full of pride. "I want you to divorce Ethan!"
Upon hearing this, Ethan slapped her hard across the face, "Beatrice, are you out of your mind?"
Beatrice covered her cheek and nervously grasped Ethan’s hand. "Ethan, why are you so cold?"
Her eyes were resolute, "Don't worry, I understand. You’re tired of this woman. If you don't want to be the bad guy, I’ll be that for you!"
Ethan couldn't help but curse, "You don’t know anything!"
Beatrice's eyes were filled with tears, "How could I not understand? Am I not your favorite, the one who understands you best?"
Ethan looked at me in despair and said, "Eve, this woman is crazy, don't believe her."
I sneered, "Miss Beatrice, how did you and Ethan meet?"
Beatrice blushed, "That day, I was mopping the floor at Ethan's company and accidentally knocked over the bucket. Ethan caught me as I fell. He wrapped his arms around my waist. He fell in love with me at first sight. He bought me bags, took me out to eat and stood up for me before my colleagues. I love him and he loves me!"
I glanced at Ethan and scoffed, "I didn't expect you to spend my money on a mistress. You're quite generous."
Ethan’s face turned dark and he fell silent.
Beatrice became anxious, "What do you mean spending your money? Ethan is a CEO and you’re just a has-been!"