The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself Chapter 91

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Chapter 91

Finally. They had said it out loud.

Because she had been in a car accident, because her uterus had been damaged, she couldn’t have children.

But p>

But how could they say it with such righteous indignation?

“The reason I can’t have children is because I was saving Zebulon p>

“Enough!” Mrs. Sullivan cut her off, her face a mask of fury. “Stop trying to use that to blackmail our family. Who knows what your real motives were back then? You probably did it to force Zebulon to marry you, to get your hands on the Sullivan family fortune p>

“What did you just say p>

“I said you had ulterior motives for saving him! The fact that you got hurt and can’t have children is your own damn fault p>

“Zebulon!” Penelope’s head snapped toward him. “Are you a fucking mute? Say something p>

At the time, he had hidden his identity as the Stone Group heir. What fortune could she have possibly been after?

Zebulon rubbed his forehead, looking utterly exasperated.

“Penelope, I never asked you to save me p>

The words hit her like a physical blow. It felt as if her entire body was cracking apart, a bone-deep agony radiating from every inch of her being. Her heart, in particular, felt like it had been chopped to pieces and stomped into the ground.

She realized then that she still cared. After all, she had loved him for six years. He was the man she had been willing to die for in that split second.

And what terrible luck she had, to have poured all of her heart into a piece of human garbage.

Now, though, she saw everything with perfect clarity.

“Divorce her!” Mrs. Sullivan added, fanning the flames.

“Mom, I’ll handle my own affairs!” Zebulon snapped back.

“Zebulon, as your father, I’ve never interfered in your personal life,” Mr. Sullivan boomed. “But this time, your mother and I are in complete agreement. You must divorce this woman who has brought nothing but chaos to our family p>

Penelope’s heart had been aching, but hearing the two old fools, she couldn’t help but find it all darkly comical.

To deceive her, this family had abandoned their conscience, twisted black into white, and thrown away every last shred of human decency.

“You’re all in such a hurry for Zebulon to divorce me,” Penelope said, her eyes narrowing. “Could it be that he already has another woman? And that she’s pregnant with your precious heir p>

“You’re damn right she is! Let me tell you p>

“Mom!” Zebulon shot up from his chair, cutting her off. “I told you, let me handle my own affairs p>

Mrs. Sullivan stared at her son, wide-eyed, but she clamped her mouth shut and turned away in a huff.

“I… I’m not seeing anyone else, and there’s no child! Stop making things up!” “Ha p>

Incredible. He was still lying to her face.

“Penelope as your friend, I’ve seen how good the Sullivans, have been to you, you’re just never satisfied”

Rebecca said with a sigh.

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“Rebecca, you call yourself my friend,” Penelope said, her gaze shifting to her.

“So why are you defending them instead of me p>

“I’m on the side of reason, not just taking sides p>

“Is the food here at the Sullivan’s that good p>

Rebecca’s face flushed. “What… what do you mean p>

“Just that you should enjoy it while you can. You might not be eating it for much longer p>

With that, Penelope took a step back.

“I will remember the kindness the Sullivan family has shown me. I hope you all remember it well, too p>

She turned and strode out of the house. Before, she might have shown them some mercy. Now, she was going to ruin them.

After such an ugly scene, even someone with skin as thick as

Rebecca’s couldn’t continue to

at

Penelope’s house. She move

across the street.

While Penelope was busy with her proposal, Nathan called to tell her that Stone

Group had submitted their revised design.

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