Chapter 32 You Must Be Able To Retaliate

• Susan did her best to get to her feet, ignoring Isla. Isla was even more enraged by the sense of being disregarded. Susan was going to get up when Isla's lip curled coldly in the corner. She then violently kicked Susan's calves, causing her to collapse on the ground once more. As Isla watched her suffer, she exclaimed, "Look at you now, Mrs. Shaw. Are you aware of how much of a dead dog you are now? Apart from Julian, who do you think you are to keep this job? Julian doesn't even touch you, and you know he doesn't like you.
• You should take the initiative to leave and not suck on him if you have any respect at all. "Do you get it?" Susan had a pallid face and a bent head. She murmured quietly, "Are these...your words...or Julian's?" after a long time had passed. Isla's eyebrows went up. "They belong to Julian, of course. He informed me that he has tried everything to get you to leave, but you are so blatantly unapologetic that you still stay." "R-really?" Susan's countenance was unreadable, and her lips were in a straight line as she asked. "Of course!" "I may already have Julian's child in my womb, and he said that after you've buzzed off, I'll be Mrs. Shaw," Isla declared without hesitation.
• A hint of hopelessness appeared in Susan's eyes as she chewed her bottom lip. Is it possible that she is the most pitiful wife in history? She was despised by her mother-in-law, who even considered ways to bring other ladies into her house. Her husband didn't like her and considered ways to get her to leave. She would have left if she had any self-respect. But that was not possible. Although she had sizable savings and a respectable salary at the moment, her older brother was about to have heart surgery. The expense of the surgery would be about $60,000 even if it were successful.