Rebecca was eating at the breakfast table. Elizabeth was also present there right now.

“Shawn told me that you’re planning on leaving the house,” Elizabeth said. “Is that true?”

“Yeah. With me gone, you will be happier, right?” Rebecca said.

“Of course, not.”

Rebecca sighed. “Let’s be honest. You’re one of those women who believe that your husband should spend every waking minute either working and earning money or doing things for you. You always go to parties, but I don’t remember you taking my brother to a party with you. You don’t even treat your own husband equally, so I never expected you to treat my husband with some respect. But, thinking back on all the times you woke him up because you didn’t like seeing him take a nap… You would always make him do something and wouldn’t let him do anything for himself. Thinking about it is boiling my blood now.”

Elizbeth went silent because she could clearly see that Rebecca might be looking calm, but she was still in a pissed-off mood.

“I