Madam Frost, Amelia, and most especially Daniel, were startled by Samantha's sudden declaration of divorce.
"WHAT?! Are you kidding me, Sam? What kind of crazy idea has gotten into your mind today?" Daniel exclaimed in disbelief.
Never did he imagine that his wife would dare divorce him. She always remained a devoted and obedient wife to him.
Despite the rumors going around recently, Samantha never mentioned getting a divorce. Why now?
Daniel's mind was still in turmoil when Samantha spoke up in retaliation.
"I'm tired, Daniel. Let's stop fooling ourselves already. This is what you want, right? I'm giving you your freedom!" Her voice filled with accusation.
Even though she was broken and in so much pain, Samathan kept her composure, for the sake of her own dignity.
She shouldn't feel ashamed because she wasn't the mistress. And she wasn't the one who cheated.
Daniel shook his head, chuckling with sarcasm. "You are being immature and unreasonable right now, Sam. You are just saying this because you are upset. If this is about last night, I already apologized to you, didn't I?"
"Just take a rest and we will talk again once you calm down," he added, trying to grab her shoulders.
However, before he could touch her, Samantha quickly raised her right hand. With a loud, crisp sound, her palm slapped Daniel's cheek so hard.
Her eyes were filled with disgust as she recalled the intimate scene she witnessed last night.
Daniel froze on the spot while Amelia gasped in surprise. Only Madam Frost managed to react to defend her son.
"How dare you lay a hand on my precious son?!!" Madam Frost roared in anger while swinging her own hand.
Slap!
Madam Frost hit her harder as her palm landed on her right cheek. The impact of the slap even split her lip. Samantha could taste her own blood in her mouth.
Madam Frost had always been so protective of her son, Daniel. She would never allow anyone to hurt her son, even if he was the one in the wrong.
"You, Bitch! You should leave! If you really want to divorce my son, then be it! I will even rejoice and celebrate. But don't ever blame my son for this broken marriage. This is all your fault! You useless woman! Who would ever want a woman who can't bear a child?!" she roared again, pushing Samantha.
"Mom!!!" Daniel suddenly shouted to intervene.
"What?! Are you still going to defend this woman? She was the one who started this!" She spat back, glaring at him.
The rest of his words died down in his throat. He couldn't possibly refute his mother just to defend his wife. Furthermore, he was also annoyed by Samantha's impulsive actions.
"She is even accusing you and Amelia of having an affair. She is disrespecting our guest here. How can I explain this to Amelia's parents once they hear about this?" Madam Frost continued to lash out at her.
Meanwhile, Amelia tried to conceal the smirk as she enjoyed watching this heated argument between Samantha and her mother-in-law.
She could clearly see that Samantha was powerless in this house. She was just a puppet wife who always obeyed her in-laws.
"You don't have to tell me twice… I'm leaving." Samantha had finally reached her breaking point.
She could no longer endure this unfair treatment coming from her in-laws. In two years of being married to Daniel, she never felt welcomed in this house.
All throughout her stay in this mansion, Madam Frost didn't bother to hide her displeasure toward Samantha. Though Dominic Frost treated her normally as his daughter-in-law, he never showed any fondness for her either.
Looking back, Samantha realized that she didn't pay much attention to those kinds of treatment because of Daniel's pampering. She thought their love was enough to conquer everything.
'I am so naive… Marrying the man I love is not a happy ending like those in the fairytale books. This is my own ugly reality.' She thought to herself, clenching her fists as she stormed out of the mansion.
"Sam, Wait!!" Daniel called out.
He was about to chase after her, but Madam Frost immediately stopped him.
"Daniel, don't go after her. Just let her be! She needs to learn a lesson!"
Daniel was torn between his mother and his wife. He wanted to stop Samantha from leaving; however, he couldn't defy his mother. He didn't want to upset her further.
Seeing the dilemma in his eyes, Amelia volunteered to go after her.
"Dan, it's fine. Let me talk to her. I'm a woman, so I can understand her more," she reassured him.
Daniel could only nod, giving her a grateful look. "Thanks, Amelia. Please talk to her."
Without wasting her time, Amelia chased after Samantha. She managed to catch up with her at the gate.
"Samantha, wait! Can you spare me some moments? I need to talk to you."
Samantha just wanted to ignore her. But Amelia was so persistent. She even blocked her way to stop her from leaving.
"What do you want from me?! Are you here to convince me to stay and feed me more lies?" Samantha said coldly, arching her eyebrows.
Even if Amelia tried to pretend to be a decent lady, she had already seen through her mask. There was no need to put on such a facade in front of her.
Surprisingly, Amelia burst into a sarcastic laugh, completely unmasking her real intention for chasing after her.
"I know you were in my apartment last night."
Samantha narrowed her eyes when she heard that. 'How did she know? Did she notice our presence last night?! What a cunning bitch!'
"There is no point in hiding the truth. You already saw us with your own eyes, so I understand why you want to file for a divorce. If you don't, then I'd think you're either a masochistic wife or just a foolish, dumb woman who's head over heels for Daniel!" she said sarcastically, insulting her.
Samantha frowned, but she wouldn't allow the woman's words to get to her. She had to stand her ground and hold her head high.
"Oh," she breathed. "The audacity of saying those words… coming from the proud mistress?"
Although she was hurting inside and was fully aware that the woman in front of her was Daniel's first love, her pride wouldn't allow her to show any weakness. No way!
"Well. I'm the one dumping my husband. So you are free to pick up my garbage," she replied boldly while smirking.
However, Amelia was not someone who would back down in a catfight.
She moved closer to Samantha and whispered tauntingly, "You can't blame your husband for jumping into my bed. It's your fault for being so BORING in bed. He is tired of vanilla kind of sex. Hahaha.
"He always complains about your lousy performance. You can't bear a child, and you can't even satisfy your husband during sex. Tsk. Tsk. I pity you, Sam. I suggest you read the Kama Sutra and learn some techniques."