Beatrice blushed, "That day, I was mopping the floor at Ethan's company and accidentally knocked over the bucket. Ethan caught me as I fell. He wrapped his arms around my waist. He fell in love with me at first sight. He bought me bags, took me out to eat and stood up for me before my colleagues. I love him and he loves me!"
I glanced at Ethan and scoffed, "I didn't expect you to spend my money on a mistress. You're quite generous."
Ethan’s face turned dark and he fell silent.
Beatrice became anxious, "What do you mean spending your money? Ethan is a CEO and you’re just a has-been!"
She looked me up and down, sneering, "To put it nicely, you're a virtuous wife. To put it bluntly, you're a parasite. Don't think that just because you married Ethan, you can show off in front of me!"
I found it amusing. Who really was the parasite here?
I played with my nails calmly and said, "Let’s not even discuss how much of Ethan’s success is due to his own efforts. As for the little gifts he gave you…"
I paused and looked at her, "Those are our joint property as a couple and I have every right to reclaim them. "