On the second day I returned to my hometown, Wilson came to my house with Yvonne.

He looked gloomy, and Yvonne cried and said to me as soon as she entered the door, "Come on, Queenie, you are so heartless!

"Why did you have an abortion with Wilson's child?

"I know you don't like me, but you can't take it out on an unborn child!

"Wilson and I really don't have the relationship as you think. So, what will you do so that you can believe me?

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have come back to the country. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have fought like this..."

I felt disgusted by Yvonne's sniffles as a bitch.

Her superb bitchy behavior made me feel inferior.

But Wilson felt for it and angrily crumpled the abortion report that I left on the coffee table and threw it at me.

He angrily asked, "Queenie Chilton, is this abortion report forged by you?

"Don't think I don't know, your best friend works at the Maternal and Child Health Hospital, so did you ask her to forge it?

"You lied to me before, saying that you were pregnant, but now you've pulled off this act. What exactly do you want to do?"

Wilson's angry expression made it seem like he wanted to devour me.

And with Yvonne's crying, it made me even more annoyed.

Until now, Wilson still didn't believe that I was pregnant.

He even brought Yvonne to my hometown to confront me face to face.

What a bitch couple! They were so disgusting! If I weren't worried about dirtying my property, I would bury them on the spot with a shovel.

I ignored the angry Wilson and looked coldly at the weeping Yvonne, saying, "Mind your own business, ok?"

Both Yvonne and Wilson were confused and didn't understand the meaning of my words.

I said coldly, "You're such a bitch, and that's why you meddled!"

This was the first time I've called her a bitch in front of her!

As soon as I said these words, Wilson looked even gloomy, while Yvonne's face turned pale and she gave me a resentful glance.

Without waiting for her to speak, I continued to curse.

"Even though you're a bitch, you still think yourself highly! After all these years abroad, you couldn't find a suitable sugar daddy, then that's why you suddenly remembered that there was still a childhood friend and fool back home?

"But don't treat others as fools, because I can see through your little tricks. Only Wilson, this stupid guy, falls for it. But when you try it on someone else, they can bury you in compost in minutes, believe it or not?

"In the past, I ignored you, but you still tried to gain some additional benefit after you had already been granted. Can you please try to act more seriously when I treat you as a real person?"

After I criticized her, Yvonne's face turned red and green.

If eyes could kill, she would probably be filled of holes by now.

Wilson glared at me fiercely and said sternly, "Queenie, you've gone too far!

"How come I didn't notice before that you speak so maliciously?

"Look at what you've become now. You're just a poisonous woman..."

Before he finished speaking, I angrily shouted with red eyes, "Wilson, it's because of you that I've become like this!

"You are my husband, but you are always thinking about her. Do you know how others talk about me behind my back?

"Who was the one who said at the wedding that he wouldn't let me suffer any grievances for the next fifty years? How come you've forgotten all about it in just a few years?

"Can any woman tolerate her husband frequently hanging out with a bitch mistress?

"That's nonsense excuse about pure friendship between men and women, and it's just an excuse for your desire to cheat!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Wilson's face turned pale and he slapped me hard.

Yvonne pretended to cry, but her triumphant look towards me was obvious.

"Smack~"

Another slap sounded, louder than the one Wilson gave me just now.

Yvonne was stunned, covering her face and looking at me in disbelief.

She didn't expect me to hit her, let alone to slap her hard in front of Wilson.

Wilson was also stunned, and then became even angrier.

"Queenie, you..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yvonne cried even harder, making it unknown whether it was because of pain or for show.

Wilson angrily pushed me aside and stormed into my house.

"Mom, come out quickly and see what Queenie has done now. She actually forged an abortion report..."

After entering the house, Wilson shouted angrily.

No one responded at home until he walked into the hall and saw the memorial tablet and urn of my mother placed in the hall.

He paused his footsteps, and his face turned pale.

"That's impossible, how... how is this possible?"

Wilson trembled and said, "My mom called me a while ago, and she was fine at that time..."

Seeing Wilson walking towards the altar, I rushed forward and stopped him with one step.

"Take your bitch away and get out, now!"

With red eyes, I shouted in grief and anger, "When my mom died in a car accident and went to the hospital, I called you more than a dozen times and you didn't answer!

"You thought I was lying to you, didn't you? Get out, get out now!

"Wilson, we're completely over between us!

"From the moment my mom passed away, there's no relationship between you and me anymore!

"I don't want to see you anymore. I regret knowing you in the first place. So, please disappear from my life, and I don't want any more entanglement with you!"

In the face of my sad roar, Wilson's face turned pale.

At this moment, the crying Yvonne also walked into the hall, crying pitifully, "Queenie, even if you want me to stop contacting Wilson, even if you want to keep him by your side, there's no need to use such means, right?

"I really misjudged you. I didn't expect you to curse your own mother to have a car accident, and even forged Aunt's portrait and urn. If Aunt knew about this, how sad she would be?

"Or is it that you and Aunt actually planned this? You just let Aunt hide for a while and use this method to make Wilson feel guilty, so that it'll completely cut off the contact between him and me?

"Queenie, you and Aunt don't need to bother to do this. I can just leave, ok?"

"Woo woo..."

After saying these words, Yvonne cried as if she had been greatly wronged, gasping for breath.

I was burning with anger and wanted to tear her mouth apart.

This bitch did it on purpose. After she said that, it seemed like my mom and I had conspired to deceive Wilson.

Of course, Wilson obviously believed Yvonne's words and looked at me and the urn of ashes of my mom with some suspicion.

Then, he pushed me away and rushed to the altar, reaching out for my mom's urn of ashes.

I shouted anxiously, "Wilson, what are you trying to do, put it down!"

When I rushed forward to stop him, Yvonne, who was crying, showed me a resentful and ferocious smile.

"Calm down, Queenie!"

Yvonne quickly stepped forward, as if trying to stop me from hurting Wilson.

And in the moment of contact with me, she suddenly retreated, as if I had bumped into her, and she directly pounced towards Wilson's side.

Wilson had just taken my mom's urn of ashes and hadn't had a chance to open it and check it when he was suddenly bumped by Yvonne, and the urn of ashes in his hand fell to the ground.

The urn tumbled on the ground, and the ashes inside were scattered all over the floor.