The woman's temper grew ever more volatile, especially with her fierce glare fixed on Wu Bin right in front of her.
With a touch of malice, she said, "If it weren't for you, how could I be so resolute about divorcing my own husband?"
"It's all because you interfered, which led me adamantly to divorce him, and now he's in such a hurry to marry someone else."
"Yet—barely some time since we parted, he's so impatient that he's marrying someone else, completely disregarding me."
"The scumbag you all talk about, ends up being snapped up as a hot commodity elsewhere!"
The woman, overwhelmed with anguish, glared at Wu Bin, shifting all responsibility onto him.
In her eyes, all her misfortunes were Wu Bin's doing; without Wu Bin, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
Wu Bin looked at her disgusting behavior, feeling a bit of hatred for how insistent he'd been in comforting her before.
"Do you know what the biggest mistake I've ever made in my life was?"
The woman paused slightly.
