Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 52

"Being a mistress, and you're proud of it? Do you know that breaking up someone else's family is illegal?"

I said disdainfully.

So angry!

How can Clara be so shameless?

Clara, however, laughed, "Illegal? Who said it's illegal? I really don't know, why don't you educate me? But with your stupidity, I doubt you can explain it clearly. You're simple-minded, no wonder you can't keep Lawrence."

I felt an itch to hit her again.

"Do you understand bigamy? Or should I talk about your illegal cohabitation next time?" I felt nauseous and blurted out the words, regretting them immediately.

Why didn't I think of saving this tactic for next time when I catch Lawrence and Clara cheating in a hotel? I could just have someone call the police and report them for illegal prostitution.

"Sorry, we really don't cohabit. Do you know what cohabitation means? It's when a man and a woman live together as a couple or boyfriend and girlfriend, and everyone around knows about their relationship. Lawrence and I don't fit that description, so you have no right to say we cohabit."

Clara was very proud, looking at me with increasing disdain, as if she was looking at a clown.

I was so angry that I spoke without thinking, and I wasn't good at arguing.

I started to recall Christopher's advice, telling myself to stay calm.

"You and Lawrence go out to get a room, and all the money you spend on food, clothing, and accommodation comes from our marital assets. Should I report it to the police and have them investigate every dirty thing you did, and where and when you spent our marital assets, so everyone can see how disgusting you are as a mistress?"

I mocked.

Clara raised her hand and deliberately played with a few strands of hair in front of her forehead. She was beaten black and blue by me, but she wouldn't think she looked beautiful and pitiful, would she?

"Melinda, I told you you're stupid. You're going to be disappointed again. You won't find any records because Lawrence didn't spend any money when we slept together. I paid for everything."

She was actually proud, raising her eyebrows and provoking me, as if she had won.

I was a bit surprised.

Her friend Brianna blushed, looking a bit embarrassed, probably knowing shame and feeling humiliated.

Paula couldn't help but laugh, "So you're the one paying for everything?"

The people around couldn't help but start discussing.

"Clara, I'm handsome and good in bed. Why be Lawrence's mistress? How about considering me?" Suddenly, a boy around twenty years old spoke up from the crowd.

People looked in the direction of the voice.

He was young, not particularly handsome, but not ugly either, definitely not as good-looking as Lawrence.

But as soon as he spoke, others started to join in.

"If you like being a mistress, that's fine, it's exciting! This sexy lady, why not be with me? My wife won't come after you. She doesn't work and relies on me for everything. We can live peacefully as a threesome."

"Lady, look at me, I can do it! I won't let you spend money, and I'm willing to pay for the room."

The people around stared at Clara with wicked smiles.

"Ugh, you wish. You think you look good enough?" Clara naturally heard the others' comments about her.

She liked being the center of attention.

But these looks only made her feel degraded.

"A mistress like you has no right to judge others. See, everyone looks down on you because you're a mistress. Why? Because everyone knows being a mistress is the most disgusting and despicable thing." Paula couldn't help but say.

I looked at Clara's bruised face with mockery. She glared at me several times, "Bitch, do you think I'll be scared if you lead public opinion against me? Do you even know my status? I can handle these things with a little money.

Of course, you wouldn't understand, since your parents are dead, Lawrence only loves me, and you're nothing. You can't even make money and probably have to ask Lawrence for money. How could you understand someone like me, who can throw money around? No wonder Lawrence chose me. Besides being beautiful, I'm rich."

I wondered if Clara had ever said this to Lawrence. If she had, with Lawrence's pride, even if they were doing well now, one day, when Lawrence had the power, Clara would be the one abandoned and suppressed.

After all, Lawrence is the kind of person who can abandon anything for status.

"Well, I hope you don't get killed by Lawrence one day!" I mocked.

"Don't worry, even if you die first, I won't. I'm not as stupid as you. Did you know Lawrence owes me six million dollars? The interest is six percent, not much, right? It's less than my meal money. Since you mentioned marital assets, what about marital debts? I'm basically your creditor."

Clara became more and more proud.

I was shocked.

Six million dollars was a sensitive number. Did he borrow it recently?

But I didn't ask. I knew Clara was waiting for me to ask so she could humiliate me.

"Marital debts should be known to both parties. Sorry, I didn't know, so it has nothing to do with me!" I'm not that stupid to let Lawrence have a chance.

Whether the IOU is real or fake, it has nothing to do with me. If Lawrence and Clara conspired to create a huge debt and make me pay, I wouldn't let them succeed.

"Also, Clara, do you really think you've won? Of course, I don't care about winning or losing with someone like you, but you've lost. That's the result, whether you admit it or not!" I turned the tables and mocked.

I vaguely realized that Clara wasn't really defending Lawrence. Instead, she was trying to step on me and put me down.

So when I said this, Clara's face immediately darkened, "Are you so angry about Lawrence's affair that you've gone mad? Lawrence only likes being with me. You don't even know what he says about you in bed. He says you're like a dead fish. I'm not even mad. Lawrence only feels like a real man with me.

Isn't that the most failed evaluation of you as a woman?"

In short, Clara thought she couldn't lose.

I couldn't help but laugh, "Clara, you call me stupid, but you're the stupidest. You believe a man's words, especially what Lawrence says in bed. He's just having fun with you! And stop pitting women against each other. Only shameless people like you always want to compete with the legitimate wife.

You're the most pathetic and lowly. Not only do you pay for everything, but in the end, he'll get tired of you and return to his family. I really pity mistresses like you."