"Come here, Yvonne." Wendy waved at Yvonne to come closer. She said to her daughter, "I want to ask you. Am I a good mother to you?"
"Mother, what are you talking about? Of course you're a wonderful mother." Yvonne felt goose bumps all over her. She wasn't used to Wendy talking this way and it was a bit scary. Something was wrong but she couldn't tell which. All she could do was walk towards her mother.
Simon was good to her before, but everything had changed since Aron reappeared in their lives.
"Let me tell you, your father now has Aron back in his life. He does not want us any more, " she said gloomily. "Not only that. He is going to give everything, the house, the car and the company... all to Aron."
"How could that happen?" Yvonne frowned and she said to Wendy, "Who does he think he is? All these things were supposed to be mine. I'll never let him have them. Over my dead body."
"That's it. That's my good girl." The conning mother pat the back of her daughter's hand and said, "Yes, mom will take all these things back for you."
"Mom... What did you mean?" Yvonne looked at Wendy nervously. Wendy whispered something to her ear. Yvonne freaked out, almost jumping away. "Mom, are you crazy? How would you do this?"
"Don't blame on me for his unkindness. That's not my fault. Don't you want the family fortune for yourself?" Wendy sneared, "If you want it... this would be the only way. You just need to be tough and make the decision."
Yvonne fell silent and thought about it long and hard. Finally she nodded, "Okay, let's do this."
The next morning, Wendy called Simon to come home for dinner, saying there was something important to discuss with him. She said it sincerely and convincingly on the phone, that Simon finally agreed to it, for the sake of their marriage all these years.
Wendy swore to him, "I will agree to the divorce after dinner. No excuses, no conditions.''
Towards noon, Wendy dismissed all the servants and even Yvonne was asked to leave them. She set a table, full of dishes and waited for Simon.
Wendy did not show anything different when Simon arrived. She greeted him as usual and said, "Go wash your hands and let's have dinner."
"What are you doing?" Simon looked at Wendy and frowned. "Don't think that this could get us back together."
Wendy lowered her head, smiled bitterly at Simon and said, "I know. I only wish to see you so that we can say goodbye to each other in person. This is not an attempt to win you back. Yes, we are getting a divorce after so many years of marriage. Don't you think this is the perfect way to end it?"
Simon was speechless when he heard this from the woman he was about to leave. He sighed in frustration. They would not get to this point if Wendy had been a bit considerate.
He looked at Wendy, and said, "Let's eat dinner."
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