A Night with Her Cruel Mate novel Chapter 18

"You agreed?" Consuela asked Julia, suppressing her anger.

Julia shyly nodded. Afraid that Consuela would scold her for her stupidity, she quickly explained, "I made it clear to her that once I gave her the money, we would break ties with one another. And she agreed to the deal.

She's my mother, Consuela. This is most likely the last time I'll ever be a dutiful daughter to her."

"It seems so easy for you to say, but I don't think it'd be that simple for you," Consuela uttered worriedly.

Despite Consuela's advice, Julia was not in the mood to think about her mother right now. She more focused on how she was going to deal with Jean tomorrow.

Julia arrived at the coffee shop at eight o'clock the next day, wearing a beautiful dress. She found Jean sitting at a table, wearing a simple T-shirt and a pair of jeans, like a young and energetic youth.

While Julia wore her pretty clothes and make-up, she felt insecure in front of Jean who didn't bother to wear make-up.

"I ordered a cup of latte for you. I remembered from three years ago that it was your favorite." Jean smiled.

"People change," Julia haughtily replied. "Even though I loved to drink lattes three years ago, it doesn't mean that I still like to drink them now."

"Really?" Jean blinked innocently. "But I haven't changed much."

'Yes, you are as hypocritical as ever. Unfortunately, I only realize it now,'

Julia thought to herself as she took off the sunglasses and stared at her sister indifferently. "Let's get to the point. Why did you ask me to meet you here?"

"It's actually not that big of a deal. I just want to tell you that Terence and I will be getting married soon. So, you better stay away from him," Jean coldly warned. "I don't like it whenever there are annoying women hovering around my man. If I see more of them, I will spare no effort to... destroy them."

Although Jean's face was emotionless, the words that she had just said were so cold that any innocent girl who heard her might tremble in fear.

Instead of quivering, Julia chuckled. "Jean, you should remember that I was the one who dumped Terence. Since I gave him away, I don't intend on taking him back."

Jean's face darkened in anger. Without minding her, Julia continued, "It seems that you see Terence as a piece of treasure. But in my opinion, he is nothing but trash."

"Really?" Jean smiled. "That's great then. I thought you would hate me if I took Terence away from you.

Now I feel relieved to hear that."

"Jean, there's no one else here. You don't need to pretend." As she looked at her sister's behavior, Julia frowned impatiently. "You must be very proud that Terence and I divorced, right? I know you can't wait to be his wife. Let me tell you. Even if you actually marry Terence, you will never win against me. Don't forget, he is my ex-husband. He's a second-hand man."

"Really?" Jean laughed. "But I like second-hand goods. I liked your toys when I was a kid. Now that I've grown up, I also like your man. Julia, as long as something belongs to you, I'll always get it."

"Shame on you!" Julia scolded, a scowl coming on her face.

"Shame?" Jean innocently smiled. "You have self-esteem, and that's why you failed to win Terence's heart even though you'd been married for three years. The next time you have another boyfriend, you should try to be shameless. It may give you unexpected results."