Chapter 839: Drank this bowl of poisonous chicken soup called love 2 Chapter 839: Drank this bowl of poisonous chicken soup called love 2 Alia Wilson broke free from Victoria Garcia’s embrace, her emotions surging as she said, “Why am I feeling so terrible, while Henry Campbell can enjoy the upcoming marriage like nothing’s wrong, living his so-called happy life? I feel so unjust, I want to get revenge on him!”
“Ava, first, calm down,” Victoria tried to make her tone as gentle as possible.
But she still underestimated her younger sister’s fiery temper.
“I can’t calm down, and I don’t want to calm down! All I have in my mind is the image of Henry Campbell and Bella Lee embracing each other as they leave to try on the wedding dress. They are getting married next week, and what about ? What am I standing here for? To wait and watch their wedding live stream?” Alia’s emotions escalated as she spoke, “Since I’m feeling so unhappy, then I should make them feel the sa.”
“Make them feel unhappy? How do you plan to do that? Hurt Henry, or kill Bella Lee?” Victoria growled at her; “Or try to sleep with Henry and let Bella Lee catch you in the act?”
“I wish I could, but Henry won’t even touch !” Alia blurted out in annoyance.
“…”
She had not expected her little sister could actually do such a thing.
All she could do was continue to patiently guide Alia, “Ava, have you ever considered that even if you slept with Henry and made Bella angry, do you think that ans you would definitely win? Perhaps Henry would feel guiltier towards Bella and end up loving her more. And let’s say all this goes according to your wishes, have you thought about Bella? Do you think she would just let you ruin her marriage? Do you really believe she’d allow a woman like that to interfere with her marriage?”
“So what if that’s the case, I’m not afraid of her!” Alia defiantly said.
“Right, you’re not afraid of her, but I’m afraid for you. If anything were to happen to you, how would I explain it to our mother, how would I reconcile it with myself?” Victoria felt an overwhelming urge to slap her sister awake, “Ava, you’re grown up now, I know you’re hurting, and I know you’re suffering, but this is just one chapter of your life. If you can’t win him over, then why can’t you learn to let go?”
“I do want to let go, and I have let go, but the result is just as you see, the pain in my heart is like being cut by a knife, throbbing and agonizing, making want to die. I truly just want to die.”
“Slap!” Victoria didn’t hesitate this ti and slapped out with her hand.
This slap befuddled Alia completely; it was the first ti Victoria had ever struck her.
Victoria spoke calmly, “Alia Wilson, listen to clearly, I can tolerate your mistakes, and I can tolerate your failures, but I will not allow you to degrade yourself like this, talking about death so casually. You only have one life, and just because a man is marrying another woman, you want to die? If you give him your life, then have you ever considered our mother who has passed away, or and your younger sisters who are still alive? Is that what your life is ant to signify? Have you lived for twenty-two years just to die for a man? Is that your worth and aning of existence in this world?”
Word by word, Victoria approached Alia, wanting to slap her again to wake her up.
But such actions, which caused pain to her sister and ached in her own heart, were sothing she couldn’t bring herself to do a second ti.
Alia stood there, dumbfounded, without moving a muscle…
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