I had no intention of engaging in further conversation, so I picked up my phone to call security. But Beatrice stepped forward and knocked my phone to the ground.
The screen shattered.
I took a deep breath and asked her, "Miss Beatrice, do you have any valuable suggestions about my marriage?"
Beatrice snorted, her eyes full of pride. "I want you to divorce Ethan!"
Upon hearing this, Ethan slapped her hard across the face, "Beatrice, are you out of your mind?"
Beatrice covered her cheek and nervously grasped Ethan’s hand. "Ethan, why are you so cold?"
Her eyes were resolute, "Don't worry, I understand. You’re tired of this woman. If you don't want to be the bad guy, I’ll be that for you!"
Ethan couldn't help but curse, "You don’t know anything!"
Beatrice's eyes were filled with tears, "How could I not understand? Am I not your favorite, the one who understands you best?"
Ethan looked at me in despair and said, "Eve, this woman is crazy, don't believe her."
I sneered, "Miss Beatrice, how did you and Ethan meet?"