The Man Who Waited vs. The Man Who Wasted novel Chapter 133

Diana was equally exasperated and horrified.

"You... you idiot! What am I supposed to do with you?! Your sister is already married into their family. Whatever happens between her and the Lowells is her own business! Why did you have to interfere!"

Jocelyn felt a sharp jolt in her chest, a dull, throbbing ache settling over her heart.

At this point, the only thing that could still cut her so deeply was the last shred of family loyalty she clung to.

Marcus couldn't listen to it anymore.

"Diana! What kind of nonsense are you spewing? Even if Jocelyn is married, she's still our daughter!"

"Did I say she wasn't our daughter?!" Diana snapped. "I'm saying this is her own domestic issue, and we have no business getting involved!"

"How is it not our business..."

"And another thing!" Diana's mind suddenly spun in a new direction. "Jeremy has always been a good kid. Sure, he's a little reckless sometimes, but he's never physically attacked anyone. Honestly, I'm starting to think you manipulated him into doing this, and now you're just putting on a show, pretending to discipline him so that if the Lowells find out, you can dump all the blame on him."

Looking at Diana's hysterical, twisted logic, Jocelyn completely lost the will to argue.

Since middle school, she had opted for boarding schools.

Through college, she chose to work part-time jobs and stay away rather than come home.

This was exactly how Jocelyn had survived—by avoiding Diana.

Because Diana's vicious words could freeze a person's soul.

"Diana! You've gone too far!" Marcus was shaking with rage. "How could you think such a thing about your own daughter?! You raised her! Are you entirely blind to who she is?"

Diana scoffed.

"You can never really know what someone is capable of. She's a manipulative snake! Who knows what she's plotting behind our backs!"

"You!" Marcus was practically out of words, pointing a trembling finger at her. "Diana, your own biological son made a mistake, and yet you..."

"My biological son? Isn't he your son too?!"

In a fit of blind rage, Diana blurted out the worst possible thing without thinking.

"It's funny, really. You don't seem to care at all about your own flesh and blood, but you're awfully protective of the one who isn't even your..."

A loud, sharp smack echoed as Marcus's hand connected with Diana's face.

"What did you just say?"

"Since I supposedly built my fortune entirely on your family's help, I'll give it all back to you. I'll leave with nothing."

"All of my shares in The Evans Group will be unconditionally transferred to you. The houses, the cars—take all of it. I don't want a single dime."

Diana was livid and panic-stricken all at once.

"Marcus, you'd better be joking."

Marcus looked profoundly exhausted and deeply sorrowful.

"For decades, no matter how overbearing you were, no matter how much you screamed and fought, I swallowed it. Because you were my wife and the mother of my children. I didn't want to humiliate ourselves by fighting in front of them."

"But I can't take it anymore. I cannot stand by and watch you treat my daughter this way time and time again."

Marcus looked at Jocelyn, his eyes overflowing with regret.

"We owe Jocelyn too much. I refuse to keep making the same mistakes. Back then..."

"Marcus Evans!" Diana panicked. "Think very carefully before you speak!"