Yvaine frowned, staring at her in disbelief.
"The medical technology for hymenoplasty is super advanced now," Tabitha urged desperately. "It's completely safe. Once you do it, you'll be just like new. No one will ever be able to tell."
Yvaine was genuinely furious now. Tabitha was crossing entirely too many lines.
"You seem awfully well-versed in this. Why? Have you had it done?" Yvaine fired back.
She usually tried to ignore Tabitha, because giving her attention only ever encouraged her.
But right now, ignoring her wasn't working either.
Tabitha's face turned beet red, and she glared indignantly at Yvaine. "What the hell are you talking about?! Why would I ever need that? I'm still... untouched."
She wasn't some easy girl. She was saving her pristine reputation so she could marry a high-quality man.
Someone exactly like Silas Sheridan.
Her original target had been Zachary, but now...
"Oh," Yvaine replied dryly. "You sounded so professional, I assumed you spoke from personal experience."
Tabitha frowned deeply. "Yvaine, I'm only looking out for you. How could you say something so mean?"
Yvaine let out a cold laugh. "Looking out for me? Telling me not to sleep with my own husband and demanding I get a divorce—that's your version of looking out for me?"
"You don't even like Silas! You love Zachary. You're never going to be happy with Silas, and you should end a miserable marriage before it's too late," Tabitha insisted.
"And what makes you think I'm miserable?" Yvaine asked smoothly.
Tabitha was speechless.
"From the day we got married until now, I've been incredibly fulfilled."
Tabitha glared at Yvaine, seething with frustration.
Yvaine was just as brutally stubborn as Zachary.
Just wait. One day, she would regret this and come crying to her.
—
Ever since Zachary posted that video of Xylia feeding him the apple the night before, he had been waiting obsessively for Yvaine's reaction.
He kept wondering—would she be angry? Would she be jealous?
Would she reach out, apologize, and beg for him back?
Or would she call him just to scream at him?
Or perhaps she'd post a picture of her and Silas being disgustingly affectionate just to retaliate.
He imagined a dozen different scenarios.
But... the entire night passed in deafening silence. Yvaine didn't do a single thing.



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