He Chose the So-Called Sister Chapter 374: A Broken Tooth

Sherry stayed silent the whole time, gradually pushing down the flutter in her chest.

Everything would have to wait until after she was divorced.

The gap between her and Lucas was just too wide. Many people already thought he was only playing with her.

Who knew what kind of future was waiting...

By the time they finished talking, they'd arrived at the hospital.

Given how remote the lake was, any accident there would have been catastrophic.

But the last thing they expected was that Gilbert's group had followed them to the same hospital.

He didn't even take Julia to one owned by the Bode Group.

As always, they made a huge scene.

Gilbert reached out as if to carry Julia, whose face was unnaturally pale.

She looked incredibly weak and fragile.

Please. That wasn't how she normally acted at all.

She acted like she was better than every other woman, but her tricks were exactly the same.

Just a more sophisticated kind of fake innocence.

Yelena lifted her chin and snorted, "She fell in the water later than anyone and still looks like she suffered the most."

Julia's eyes were wide and teary, like a frightened deer.

"It's not that I look more miserable. It's that when I'm hurt, I have a man by my side. Some people only have themselves when they're suffering... and get hated by their own husbands. I understand why their words are so bitter and mean."

She covered her mouth in mock regret.

"Look at me, I just don't know when to stop. Ms. Quinn, I'm sure you and your husband are very close. I've heard he's quite fond of me... but of course, in my heart, he's only a friend. I could never compare to you."

The person standing between Yelena and her husband was Julia. Because of her, their marriage had been destroyed.

And now she was saying this? It meant Julia had known exactly what she was doing—exactly how much pain she'd caused Yelena.

She'd even let her own substitute walk all over Yelena.

This was psychological torture.

It crushed Yelena's pride into the dirt.

Sherry shot back, "Miss Mack, don't you feel your words starting to slip right now?"

Julia didn't even look at Sherry. To her, Yelena was already completely defeated.

"Say whatever you want. We all know who's really hurt here."

She'd used her substitute to destroy Yelena completely.

And she'd used her own sister to destroy Sherry.

The two best friends were just like dirt on the ground, for her to step on and crush however she pleased.

They were already her losers. What right did they have to act arrogant in front of her?

She still had videos of their humiliating defeats.

Did they really not realize that? If she released those videos, could they still stand in front of her so proudly?

She decided they were just bitter and lashing out. They were just broken.

Julia let out a soft, mocking laugh.

And at that exact moment, something shot out of her mouth along with a splash of blood.

For a second, everyone thought she'd coughed up blood. Panic broke out.

Gilbert especially lost it.

"Sherry! Look what you've done! If anything happens to Julia, I'll never forgive you both!"

He panicked like his most precious treasure had been hurt, as if Sherry and Yelena had bullied her until she was bleeding.

That level of concern...

It was just like Hector.

When someone cared that much, they must love them.

But why—if he truly loved someone—would he still give her false hope?

"Don't blame everything on us," Sherry said coldly. "I think Miss Mack just talked so much garbage that even heaven couldn't stand it. It knocked out her front tooth."

Lucas raised an eyebrow, amused. "Not the tongue? Why the front tooth?"

"Because when she talks, the air will go right through. She's a celebrity—she can't let anyone see her looking this undignified."

"You bitch! My teeth are perfectly fine! I don't leak air when I talk!"

The second she said it, she felt something wrong in her mouth.

From everyone else's view, a dark, gaping hole was clearly visible every time she spoke.

She looked ridiculous.

Sherry couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing—not the quiet, ladylike laugh she used to force, but a real, open laugh.