Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 239

I knew what was happening in my mind that Catherine was starting to stir the pot with Olivia.

I didn't stop her. After all, what if Catherine's actions were like a ticking time bomb, ready to explode at

any moment? It was certainly a potential threat to Irving.

As expected, Olivia seemed to be intrigued, but she refused to admit it. Instead, she just stared at

Catherine, refusing to utter a word.

Words can betray you, and Olivia was smart enough to realize that.

The other ladies who had joined us were ready for the drama, with anticipation written all over their

faces. Nothing draws attention like a scandal involving infidelity and a mistress.

I glanced around and saw Jerome still engrossed in a conversation with a group of men, looking very

relaxed. Jesper was with Caleb the whole time, seeming to trust him a lot.

Meanwhile, Jessica was in a corner, talking to a man who appeared to be a businessman. She was

holding a glass of red wine, looking quite focused. The man was hard to forget - he was in his thirties

but had a head full of silver hair. However, it gave him a distinctive aura.

As for Hazel, wherever there was laughter, she was there. I was worried she might get too excited and

have a breakdown. Her laughter was so loud that it was impossible to ignore.

I looked back to see Catherine still firing away, asking the ladies, "There are many reasons why men

seek women. Some do it to carry on their lineage, some for a helping hand, and some for a teammate!

Which one do you think you are?"

The ladies seemed to be deep in thought, trying to figure out where they fit in.

Olivia, at this point, seemed more relaxed. After all, all the ladies were getting involved, which took the

spotlight off her.

I raised an eyebrow, which seemed to encourage Catherine. She continued to speak with confidence,

persuading the ladies.

My eyes wandered to the entrance, where Jaylan was chatting with a beautiful woman. They made a

striking pair. Just then, Hazel, giggling and jiggling, moving her over-weight body to meet them.

Back to Catherine, she continued, "Don't think too much about it. Regardless of the reason, if a man

meets a woman who dares to flirt, he can certainly be tempted."

The ladies laughed and nodded in agreement.

"But when a man crosses the line and you confront him, you're accused of being unreasonable. The

man gets away with his actions but you're the one being hysterical. Am I right?"

“You nailed it! Who could put up such stuff? Just the other day, I saw a video. In it, a wife busts her man

using her own car to chauffeur his mistress. She reaches into the car, grabs the mistress's hair, and

doesn't let go, even as the man actually pulls her along with the car for dozens of yards—and mind

you, their kids are standing right there, watching it all! What in the world is that about, huh? If you ask

me, both the temptress and the man are due for a good wallop!”

One of the ladies narrated the tale, enhancing it with vivid descriptions.

"I saw that same video! In the end, the rubberneckers couldn't take it anymore and pulled both of them

out of the car! Whether they got a good thrashing or not, I couldn't tell."

"Well, they sure had it coming, no two ways about it!"

Catherine then turned to Olivia, “You see, a mistress is nothing more than an appetizer for a man. He

may seem bland when he's pursuing you, but after marriage? He becomes indifferent. Love? That's a Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

load of bull!”

Olivia's face turned beet red. She was smart enough to realize that Catherine was indirectly criticizing

her.

I never thought Catherine could be so persuasive, even if her words were twisted. But she did make a

lot of sense. Even I was convinced!

Catherine continued, “Think about it. If he can discard his faithful wife, what makes you think he won't

do the same to you when you age? Men never lose their desire, no matter how old they are. As long as

they've got the strength to lift a bag of potatoes, they still have the appetite!”

The ladies agreed once more, sharing their disgust for unfaithful men and comparing the mistresses to

their rightful wives, with glances towards Olivia.