Joseph's jaw slacked as words failed him.

It turned out Aline's motives for becoming the other woman were so simple.

Once Joseph had regained his composure, he asked in a hoarse voice,

"So you never liked me?"

Aline glared at him and snorted.

"No! Never!"

Those words felt like a dagger thrust directly into Joseph's heart.

He had sacrificed his marriage with Vera and let go of her who deeply loved him, only to exchange it for such a despicable woman.

Slowly, Joseph turned to Vera, hoping to see a look of understanding or sympathy in her eyes.

However, Vera was simply stunned by the revelation. After a while, she finally murmured, "I see."

Vera's lips curled into a smile, her shoulder relaxing as if a heavy weight had been Lifted off her shoulders.

"Aline, I don't hold any grudges toward you," she said softly.

“I'm doing very well right now."

Indeed, Vera was satisfied with her life. Roscoe treated her very well, and she had a healthy, cute child of her own.

Joseph, on the other hand, had led a life of pain and misery. He wanted to say something to Vera, but every time he tried to open his mouth, all that came out was air.

At last, in her moment of misery, Aline finally felt a hint of joy.

"Good. It seems that even though I'm dying, I'm still capable of making people unhappy.”

Aline then turned her attention to Rena and flashed an evil grin.

“Why aren't you saying anything? What? Are you afraid that I'LL hurt you again?"

Rena was unfazed by her remarks.