Chapter 380


    Matilda was surprised that Belinda found out about it. “H-How did you find out?” she stammered.


    Belinda looked at her, not a hint of anger shown. “Have you ever thought of the consequences?” she


    asked calmly.


    Matilda didn’t know how to answer that since she truly never thought of the implications; she only


    wanted to vent that time.


    Belinda sighed. “Just get a divorce. Whether you’re a good match is not up to me to judge, but we can’t


    pay for your shenanigans anymore, Matilda.”


    “No, I won’t,” Matilda said. “I won’t get a divorce, never!”


    Belinda knew Matilda would behave this way. Standing up, she went to put her album back before


    continuing warmly, “You can do that, of course, but dragging this out won’t be good for you.”


    After cing the album back to where it belonged, she turned around. “Your mercenary has sold you


    out. If the news outlets know about this, you should know how disastrous it can be.” Putting on a smile,


    Belinda continued, “You hired a man for this task? I think what you had in mind wasn’t just a simple


    beat up.”


    At this, Matilda pursed her lips, not saying a word. If there was one good trait about her, it was her


    honesty.


    When she hired that young thug for this job, she did have some other torture ideas in mind. Even so,


    she wouldn’t ask the guy to rape her. To be exact, she didn’t want to think about that, nor did she dare


    to; all she asked was for him to beat her up and nothing else.


    Belinda looked at her. “You know what Sophia is like. Even if nothing else happened, she’s going to


    Matilda took a deep breath. “But it failed, right? If you guys know about this, then he must have failed.”


    Belinda couldn’t help chuckling. “That’s not the point. I didn’t tell your mother about this just now. If she


    were to find out about what you did, I think she’d be livid. If I told her I want you and William to get


    divorced then, she might even take my side instead of yours.”


    Matilda was stupefied. Her mother wasn’t the subject of her concern; her father was. Because of his


    deteriorating body, Alphonse was in a perpetually grumpy state, and he scolded her many times after


    she went back to his house. Sometimes, in the heat of the moment, he’d ask her to get divorced so


    William could get a better wife.


    Alphonse had always been a grumpy guy, but despite so, he had a sense of justice. If he found out


    what she did, he’d kill her.


    Staring at her, Belinda continued, “Seeing that you and William were once a loving couple, I’ll at least


    leave an option open for you, for I don’t want this to end messily. You don’t want to get into an ugly fight


    too, right? After all, it won’t bode well for you if you do.”


    Matilda still didn’t want to give up. “Does William know what you’re doing? What about his opinion?


    Does he want to get a divorce, too? Just because of this?”


    Belinda thought about it before answering, “You can take it that way if you want, Matilda. But honestly,


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    this is just a trigger, ast straw of sorts. It’s disappointment after disappointment with you, Matilda, and


    he can’t take it anymore.”