Chapter 154


    Hertha''s fighting spirit was on fire. She was still cursing up a storm, using Marissa of every sin


    under the sun. She even went as far as to expose Marissa''s kept man, with precise and convincing


    evidence.


    I was impressed deep down. This Hertha was not an average brawler. She had her wits about her, able


    to dig up so much dirt on Marissa. She was well prepared and not some foolish woman going around


    picking fights. No wonder her hits were so urate.


    Gevena tugged my arm, tilting her head. "Let''s go!" I took a few more nces, soaking in the drama


    before we left.


    At dinner, Catherine showed me a push notification on her phone. The scene we just left was already


    making rounds on the inte.We chatted animatedly over dinner about the juicy details of Hertha and


    Marissa''s feud. However, in my mind, I was already calcting how to leverage this incident.


    When I got home, I found Jan, who hadn''t been home for days, had returned.


    I wished he would be gone forever. But now, his return was a blessing in disguise!


    Jan, trying to act casual, attempted to strike a conversation. "Honey, Monique ising home


    tomorrow! You must be thrilled!"


    I sat on the sofa, engrossed in my phone, scrolling through TikTok videos, not giving him the


    satisfaction of a response. Just as I came across the video of Marissa getting beaten up, I gasped. "Oh


    my God, isn''t that Marissa?"


    I quickly turned up the volume, staring wide-eyed at the screen, reying the video over and over


    again. There was no way Jan could miss Hertha''s harsh words.


    Jan kept his cool, sipping his water, but his face visibly darkened.


    I opened my mouth and said, "No wonder Marissa has never told me directly who her husband is and


    what he does! Turns out she''s a mistress! Jeez, she has even said ''my husband’ shamelessly to my


    face. For Heaven’s sake, I wonder whose husband he is! She''s so reckless. How could she do such a


    thing? She even has a child. What will the child do in the future as a bastard son? Tsk tsk! Men are so


    unreliable. Aren’t they afraid of catching AIDS!" I was clearly hinting at something.


    Jan remained silent, his face darkening.


    I sighed. "Darling, you were right. Marissa is no saint. Just listen to this mess! What was it all about?


    Not only is she a mistress, but she''s also keeping a toy boy? What is she thinking? When did she fall


    so low?"


    Probert came over and asked, "Mommy, what kind of toy boy is she keeping? Is the toy funny? Can we


    keep one, too?"


    I was stunned, ncing at Probert''s innocent face. It took me a while to process his question.


    Jan snapped at me, "Can''t you watch your words? Don''t you see the kid is here?"


    Iughed and immediately hugged Probert, exining seriously, "Son, it takes a big house and much


    money to keep a toy boy! We can''t keep one now."


    After saying those words, Jan''s face darkened even more.


    I picked up Carl and called for Probert, "Come on, boys. Let''s go upstairs!"


    Helga rushed out of the kitchen at my call, taking Carl from me. Carl was still looking for Zora these


    days but not so eagerly as before.


    Just as we got upstairs, we heard a car driving away. I quickly ran to the window and saw Jan''s car


    speeding away, disappearing from my sight. I looked in the direction he had left, raising my eyebrows


    and putting on a smirk on my face. Then I turned back and instructed Helga, "Helga, sterilize his dishes


    wellter and set them aside."


    Helga nodded hastily. "Okay. I''ll do it right away!"


    That night Jan didn''t return.


    In the morning, he called to say he had to deal with some urgent matters at thepany the night


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    before and was feeling unwell, so he had gone to the hospital for IV therapy.


    I yed along with him, expressing my concerns and gave him several instructions casually.


    After hanging up the phone, I sat in a daze, wondering since when my life had turned into this. It was


    tiring to y mind games each day.


    I was sure Marissa had a lively night. This incident was different. Jan wouldn''t let Marissa off easily,


    especially when a toy boy was involved!


    I was secretly thrilled that I had sessfully diverted the trouble onto Marissa. However, I regretted not


    knowing how far they had gone.


    Initially, I thought everyone would just enjoy the show and then move on. But to my surprise, the


    incident''s heat on the inte didn''t cool down, instead, it soared even higher.