All Chapters of The Sweetest Revenge: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

Giselle stood behind Jenna. She stayed silent as she waited for Jenna to make the first move.After about two minutes, Jenna finally seemed to have recomposed herself. She turned around and asked hesitantly, "Ms. Stone, is Isabelle…""You don't have to worry about that. My friend's arriving soon. I'll have her take Isabelle out to play so you can have the space all to yourself."Giselle already had everything planned. Even the most minor details had been taken care of, leaving no room for any mistakes.Speak of the devil, and they shall appear. Emma made a fashionably late entrance in her high heels.Her outfit consisted of a tailored business suit and a pencil skirt. Jenna recognized her at a glance. Emma was the top divorce lawyer in Seaworth City, after all.Jenna had previously encountered videos of Emma on the internet. She had even used an alternative account to consult Emma on divorce matters.Jenna was surprised to find that she and Giselle were good friends. Perhaps t

Someone opened the door from the outside.The restaurant manager held the spare key in his hand as he excused himself to a corner, all the while trembling.A woman who seemed to be around 20 years old marched into the room, grabbed the ashtray from the table and was about to smash it into the back of Jenna's head.In the nick of time, Giselle realized what was about to happen. She released Matthew's hand and raised her arm to block the attack.The glass ashtray slammed into her shoulders, causing her to groan.Giselle's eyes were cold. She endured the pain, snatched it over, and slammed it into the person's shoulders forcefully while the person stared in horror.Another blood-curdling scream resonated through the air.The onlookers were scared that someone might die, so being the hypocrites that they were, they came over and pulled them away.Right before they got pulled apart, Jenna yanked out a patch of Crystal's hair. It hurt so much that she passed out on the spot."This

What followed next was the very obvious smugness in Crystal's eyes.Her hair was in such a mess that it looked like a chicken coop. The makeup on her face had long melted from all the tears she had cried.She knew Matthew would protect her, so she was not afraid, even though she was getting beaten up.Jenna was nothing but a pitiful and haggard wife whose husband had gotten sick of her. What did she have to flaunt about? The more shrewd Jenna was, the lesser the guilt Matthew felt.Crystal, who seemed to have caught onto this, continued, "Jenna, why don't we all speak frankly with each other? I wouldn't want to make it difficult for Matthew either."That pretentious act of being a considerate person was nauseating."Matthew no longer likes you. The one he loves is me. If you're willing to walk away from this marriage without taking anything with you, I assure you that I will treat Belle like my own. I'll never let her suffer."Indeed, Isabelle was a likeable child. Nonethele

In the deep of night, a luxury car was parked at the side of the road.A tall man was hurrying into the hospital. His face, concealed by the shadows, was revealed only when he approached the entrance.With eyes that deep and skin that fair, who else could it be if not Chester Fordham?Giselle pursed her lips.Emma asked, "Giselle, don't you want to know where he's going?"It was odd that he was at the hospital at this hour.Giselle retracted her gaze. With an indifferent expression, she took a step before Emma did and said, "Nope."Chester would tell her if he wanted to.If she were to make a rash decision and run after him with questions, it would just make the whole situation awkward for the two of them.Emma caught up with Giselle. "Giselle, are you really not curious about it? Chester's probably visiting the hospital at this hour because fewer people are out now. Could it be that he's trying to keep some kind of disease hidden from you?"If that's really the case… Giselle

Chester already knew about this matter. Hector did not even have to tell him.On his way home yesterday evening, he bumped into Jonathan and Giselle, who were having a little scuffle.It had already been a year since Jonathan and Giselle had broken up, yet he was still clinging to Giselle like an annoying fly."Charlotte… that good-for-nothing." A cold look flashed across Chester's eyes briefly as he brooded over the subject. His fingers curled at the joints.He kept a straight face as he changed the subject. "Is Avery not here yet?"…It was the early hours of the morning. Giselle had slept very well the night before.The only bad thing about the slumber was her dream about Chester.It was not the first time this happened.The last few dreams she had of him were not suitable for children.Giselle suppressed the strange emotion welling up within her. She got up and took a shower. When she was done packing her things for the day, she made an appointment with Jenna before leavi