My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him
Chapter 121: If We Don’t Divorce, I’ll Smash My Head and Die Right Here

Chapter 121: Chapter 121: If We Don’t Divorce, I’ll Smash My Head and Die Right Here

"What did you just say, in-law?"

Emily Sterling turned pale, unable to believe what she had just heard.

"!"

Meanwhile, Chloe Simpson was already standing frozen like she had been struck by lightning, her entire body cold to the core.

"You heard me loud and clear, Emily Sterling. Don’t play dumb. And you, Chloe, stop looking at me with those eyes. You have no choice. You and Lucas must get a divorce!"

Lydia Woods sneered coldly, her gaze sharp and cutting.

Chloe’s heart ached like it was being stabbed: "Mom, why?"

"Because I’ve never been satisfied with you as my daughter-in-law from the very start. Lucas kept singing your praises, but I never thought there was anything good about you."

"From the moment you two met, I had someone check your compatibility. Your astrological signs were fine, but you carry what’s called a ’hard fate.’ The fortune-teller immediately said you would bring misfortune to those around you! Not only that, but they said you’re cursed with ill omens in relationships! A destructive fate!"

"Your father died when you were young, didn’t he? Back then, I brought this up to Lucas more than once, but he wouldn’t listen! He insisted on marrying you anyway!"

"And when Lucas finally brought you to meet me, I disliked you even more. Just one look at you, and I could tell—you’re a natural temptress! Someone who can’t behave! I warned Lucas again and again to stay away from you, but he refused to listen."

"Chloe, women like you, I’ve seen through them entirely. Deep down, you’re unsettled and restless. My son even told me that you haven’t consummated the marriage yet. I wouldn’t be surprised if you’ve already been fooling around outside! This marriage must end!"

Lydia Woods finally unleashed all the resentment that had been festering in her heart.

Five years—she had endured for five years!

Now she had finally said everything she wanted to, and it felt satisfying!

"What did you just say? In-law, how could you talk about my daughter like that? My daughter has a ’hard fate,’ brings misfortune—what nonsense! Calling her a temptress—you’re supposed to be an elder, yet you spew such vile and uncultured words!"

Emily was heartbroken hearing Lydia’s words about her daughter.

"What did you say? You’re calling me uncultured? You dare insult me? And in-law? In-law, my ass! This marriage will end no matter what! What a bunch of degenerate people, the whole lot of you! When the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam is slanted!"

"Say it nicely, you’re a widow; say it bluntly, you’re just living a miserable, lonely life! What’s more, trouble always follows a widow like you. I held back earlier, but let’s be honest—you, with the way you look, are probably leading your daughter astray, seducing men every day!"

"Hah, can’t live a day without a man, can you? Your husband’s been dead for so many years, and you haven’t even found yourself another companion!"

The more Lydia spoke, the nastier her words became, and Emily finally snapped, firing back at her.

In an instant, the scene became utterly chaotic.

By the end, Lydia even resorted to physical violence. She charged forward, slapped Chloe across the face, and then tackled Emily to the ground.

Chloe stood there, stunned, her mind replaying Lydia’s accusations of being a temptress, of fooling around with men.

Her thoughts were consumed by everything that had unfolded between her and Alexander Johnson.

By the time Lucas Hughes arrived, this was what he saw.

Chloe’s face bore a distinct handprint, Lydia looked disheveled and crazed, and Emily’s neck and face were scratched by Lydia.

Of course, Lydia herself had sustained some injuries as well.

When Lucas saw his mother hurt, his temper flared instantly. He almost lunged forward to slap Chloe.

But after all, it was his mother who barged into Chloe’s home first. Plus, his own physical state wasn’t fully recovered yet, so he couldn’t completely fall out with Chloe right now. He forced himself to suppress his anger and endure.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why did you barge into my mother-in-law’s house? Haven’t I told you—I’ll handle the divorce myself!"

"What? Well, how wonderful! You unfilial son, you’re siding with this lowly mother-daughter pair now, huh? And now you’re blaming me? Can’t you see I’m injured?"

"Oh! So you’re refusing to divorce her? Fine, wonderful! Very good! Lucas Hughes, then I’ll just end it all by smashing my head right here!"

Suddenly, Lydia started screaming like a madwoman and charged toward the wall, intending to bash her head against it.

"Mom! Don’t!"

Lucas quickly pulled Lydia back.

Chloe clenched her fists tightly, tears finally streaming down her face. She let out a bitter laugh before shouting, "Fine, divorce! Lucas Hughes, tomorrow morning at 8:00, when the Civil Affairs Bureau opens, we’ll file the papers!"