Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 123

By the time I got home, the delicious aroma of dinner had already filled the air. Mom hurriedly called for us to wash up and have dinner.

As we took our seats, Beata was sitting directly across from me. Next to her sat Jeremiah, who looked at me with obvious disdain.

"Mrs. Cornell, long time no see."

Even though I was about to divorce Jeremiah, I still had to show the proper respect to my elders.

Upon hearing me call her that, Beata's eyes flashed with a hint of hurt. She furrowed her brows and asked, "Why are you calling me Mrs. Cornell now? Jane, you've always been like family, so why don't you just call me Beata like you used to?"

I shook my head. "I can't do that. I'm divorcing Jeremiah anyway. It's just a matter of when. It's better to get it over with sooner than later to avoid any awkwardness."

Upon hearing this, Beata quickly nudged Jeremiah. "I've spoiled him too much. Marriage is all about working through the tough times, right? As long as you don't divorce him, I'll make sure to discipline him properly from now on."

I picked up a piece of pork rib and placed it on her plate. "Mrs. Cornell, no matter how you dress up a pig, it'll never be a gentleman."

I had considered using a more refined metaphor, but after thinking it over, the comparison to a pig seemed the most fitting.

"Jae!" Dad couldn't stand it and called out to me while Mom also looked at me with concern.

They knew Beata wasn't in the best of health. Even though they supported my decision to divorce, they were still worried about her condition.

Beata coughed a few times before waving her hand. "It's fine. I'm alright. Jeremiah's actions are indeed excessive. Using a pig as a metaphor is just right."

"Mom!"