Fortunately, her three daughters were right beside her.
Seeing Corinne collapse, Melanie and Catherine frantically caught her, while Clarissa, always prepared, pulled a bottle of nitroglycerin pills from her purse and quickly slipped one under Corinne's tongue.
Sylvia hurriedly poured a glass of water, helping Corinne swallow the medication.
Slowly, Corinne's heartbeat stabilized. She looked up at Yardley, who was standing there like a statue, and her fury reignited.
"I... I raised a bleeding-heart saint! That woman scammed you for everything you're worth, and you... you actually went soft and gave her almost all your savings and the house!"
"How... how is this any different from you walking away with nothing?! Why... why did you agree to all her outrageous demands?!"
"How could my daughters end up with such an idiotic brother?! And to think I was relying on you for the rest of my life. This... this is how you ruin us!"
The mere thought of such a massive fortune effortlessly sliding into Scarlett's pockets was unbearable for Corinne. She trembled violently, experiencing the most excruciating heartache of her entire life.
"Stop it. The decision is made. Right now, I just want some peace and quiet so I can finalize this divorce."
Yardley slowly closed his eyes, his long lashes casting dark shadows underneath.
He felt mentally unmoored, his chest hollow.
He couldn't quite put his finger on why, but he just couldn't muster any energy.
As his marriage reached its absolute end, he didn't understand how it had devolved into nothing but a transactional exchange of money with Scarlett.
He had genuinely loved her in the beginning. There had been real affection between them.
He used to be the brightest, most dazzling star in her universe.
And now, they had been reduced to this bitter, unrecognizable state.


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