The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 738

"What does your survival have to do with me?" Marin asked flatly.

"Marin, how can you be so heartless!"

"I'm heartless. Deal with it."

Lavinia slammed her empty glass down, buried her face in her hands, and began weeping loudly.

"Honey, just do it as a favor to me. Give her one more chance," Ellison said, frowning.

"Ellison, I don't like wasting breath, and I don't play games. Just like I told you yesterday, this company only has room for one of us. It's her or me. You choose."

"Marin, she already apologized to you! What more do you want?!" Ellison roared.

Marin gave a bitter smile. "So you're screaming at me for her sake?"

"I... I made a promise to my professor—"

"Stop bringing up your professor. I went to see him a few days ago. He told me he never asked you to look out for Lavinia. In fact, he thinks she lacks competence and isn't grounded enough. He said she was never a good fit for our company to begin with!"

Ellison froze. "You went behind my back and interrogated my mentor?! You trust me that little?"

"I—"

"We've been married for eight years, and with that one move, you turned everything I've built into a joke! You have completely disappointed me!"

Penelope rubbed her temples. Ellison's gaslighting skills were top-tier. He had clearly manipulated Marin like this countless times before.

"It's not that I don't trust you, I just—"

"Well, the facts prove he isn't worth trusting anyway!" Penelope interrupted Marin's attempt to defend herself.

Only an idiot would try to explain themselves in a moment like this.

"This is a conversation between a husband and wife! Keep out of it!" Ellison finally lost his composure and screamed at Penelope.

"Marin, if you don't forgive me, I'll drink myself to death!"

Marin looked at Ellison, then back at Lavinia, and let out a chilling laugh.

"You two are totally in sync. I guess I'm the outsider here."

Penelope shook her head. These two were high-level manipulators. Marin had likely suffered a lot of silent defeats at their hands.

"Marin, have you ever actually seen someone drink themselves to death on wine?"

Marin didn't quite grasp Penelope's angle, but she played along, shaking her head. "Can't say that I have."

"Me neither. Let's broaden our horizons today and watch her do it."

Penelope pulled Marin back into her chair, crossing her arms like she was settling in for a movie.