She slowly took a ring out of her purse and slid it onto her finger.
“This diamond looks familiar, doesn’t it?” she said with a mocking smile. “I heard it’s your family heirloom. But honestly, I think it’s mediocre. It’s my one-month wedding anniversary gift from Jericho.”
She spoke each word deliberately, her eyes gleaming with pride.
My breath caught. That pink diamond…
It was my mom’s gift to me when I got married!
Now, it had become her last keepsake.
Rage quickly surged through me. Without thinking, I grabbed her hand, trying to rip the ring off.
But she shoved me away, her voice dripping with scorn.
“I’m Jericho’s wife now, bitch. The woman he loves is me. Can’t you take a hint and leave on your own? Or do you need me to throw you out myself? Hasn’t your mom’s ‘lesson’ been enough? This pink diamond, and everything else you own—I’ll take it all. You can join your doomed mom in hell.”
Her nails dug deep into my arm. I winced in pain but still reached stubbornly for the ring.
“That was my mom’s. Give it back to me!”
Just then, a sound came from the doorway.