Restoring a Life After Seven Years of Wrong Love novel Chapter 127

"What about me? Do you own The Vervain? Did I even try to talk to you? You threw yourself in my path begging to be insulted, so you should be thanking me for indulging you."

"Jabez, control her, will you?" Trent nudged Jabez indignantly.

"Are you a toddler still on the bottle? Crying for help the second you lose an argument?" Yvette fired another devastating shot directly at him.

Even Milton was stunned into silence for a few seconds.

"Ms. Yeats, even if Trent spoke out of turn, we all know each other. There's no need to be so incredibly vicious with your words."

Yvette shifted her gaze to Willow, who had just spoken up.

She was wearing flawless makeup, perfectly portraying the role of the righteous peacemaker.

Funny how she hadn't stepped up to defend anyone when Trent was insulting Yvette just a moment ago.

"First of all, Ms. Huxley, I am not friends with Mr. Sterling."

Yvette then turned her head, meeting Jabez's dark, heavy gaze.

Oh, right. She had just verbally destroyed Trent and Willow. Clearly, she had struck a nerve with the great CEO Shelby.

"I've already signed the divorce papers. When are we going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register?"

Trent and Milton exchanged a look, both seeing the pure shock mirrored in the other's eyes.

Was she seriously willing to divorce Jabez?

How was that even possible?

She had been head over heels in love with the man for over a decade.

When they first got married, Yvette went out of her way to build a good relationship with them. If any of them even had a cold, she would personally brew them medicinal soups and deliver them.

She was constantly bringing them homemade cookies and desserts.

Once Willow processed what had just been said, a massive wave of euphoria hit her so hard she almost forgot to breathe.

All eyes fell on Jabez.

Willow's heart hammered against her ribs, her throat dry as she stared at him with intense anticipation.

A layer of frost seemed to settle over his features, as if he was thoroughly annoyed by Yvette pressing him in public.

His hawk-like eyes bored into her for a long moment before he finally spoke. "Wait for my call."

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