Chapter 118: Family Dinner

I let out a sarcastic laugh. "Don’t you think it’s strange that you’re asking me that? My husband has a mistress, so who else should I target if not her?" "Alan, you should be grateful that I don’t love you anymore, so Linda’s existence doesn’t matter to me." "If I still loved you, I wouldn’t just be mentioning Linda every now and then!" Alan’s eyes immediately darkened, and he glared at me with a chilling look. "I’ll say it again—Linda is not a mistress!" I nodded dismissively. "Fine! She’s not a mistress. I’m the one intruding on your relationship with her. Happy now?" "You..." Alan was about to say something in anger, but I cut him off. "Enough! Don’t talk to me anymore. You’re annoying. Get out; I need to change my clothes." I waved my hand dismissively as I got out of bed. Alan shot me one last glare before storming out, slamming the door so hard that I feared it might break. He’s becoming more and more unstable—so unpredictable. He wasn’t like this before! I chalked up A