She looked at her cold husband, then at the aloof old lady by the side. Several seconds later, she suddenly let out a sarcastic cold laugh, backing up while gritting her teeth, "Oh, so you two are joining forces against me, is that it?"
"I see it now. I'm just an extra here in this household, aren't I? You all just can't wait for me to leave."
"Madam Heath despises me, my two sons despise me, and now even my own husband despises me!"
Darren Heath furrowed his brow, "Octavia, I don't despise you. What's wrong? Why are you saying these things?"
"Huh." The mockery in Lady Octavia's eyes intensified, she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and scoffed, "I heard everything you just said, Darren. You regret marrying me, don't you think I couldn't tell?"
