My Sister Reborn Took My Groom Chapter 14
My dad and Sadie got a divorce.
I was genuinely shocked when I heard the news.
To be honest, I thought my dad would be tied to Sadie for the rest of his life.
After all, everyone had witnessed how much he tolerated her over the years.
I even used to think she had him completely brainwashed, since he never seemed to see through her gentle exterior to the malice underneath.
Now that the divorce was finalized, I finally voiced my thoughts.
My dad’s face flushed red with a mix of anger and embarrassment. “I was completely blind!”
It turned out Sadie had been whispering in his ear, trying to get him to liquidate some funds for a
real estate investment.
But my dad wasn’t completely stupid. He figured out she wanted the money to bail out the Cole
family.
He understood perfectly that Harrison brought this disaster upon himself and that his debt was a
bottomless pit.
Naturally, he refused.
When Sadie realized she couldn’t manipulate the cash out of him, she crossed a line. One night, while my father was drunk, she quietly transferred his life savings out of his account.
That hit my dad’s absolute boundary; he loathed being schemed against.
No matter how much Sadie begged and cried, my dad held his ground and filed for divorce
immediately.
“Sweetheart, I didn’t see her for what she was. You suffered so much under her all these years, didn’t you?”
Looking at his mixture of fury and guilt, I found it somewhat bittersweet.
My mother had passed away early, and my dad had to balance working while raising me.
When he remarried Sadie, who was a single mother, I didn’t blame him.
Men of his generation were always judged by the community if they stayed single forever.
Besides, after his remarriage, he always prioritized me whenever it really mattered.
He was just a traditional, rough-around-the-edges guy, and Sadle was a master at putting on a flawless performance in front of him. That was why he always believed our family was peaceful.
But there was no point in dwelling on the past now. At least he finally saw her true colors.
Out of a lingering sense of decency from their years together, my dad chose not to press criminal charges for the theft.
I didn’t interfere with his choice.
Frankly, being stuck with the Coles would be a far worse punishment for Sadie than any prison
sentence.
Karma had a way of working things out.
Over at the Cole residence, life was an absolute nightmare.
They had been forced to downsize from their spacious mansion to a run-down old apartment on the
outskirts of town. It was in worse shape than the university faculty housing they used to live in.
These days, urban renewal projects were popping up everywhere-every family was moving out of their old apartments and into houses.
The Coles were the only ones moving backward, becoming the biggest joke in the neighborhood.
Their daily life devolved into constant fighting.
Having fallen from grace, Mrs. Cole spent every waking hour screaming at Yvonne, blaming her for failing as a wife and not stopping Harrison from making risky moves.
Seeing her daughter humiliated, Sadie couldn’t sit back. She lunged into the arguments, trading
blows with Mrs. Cole.
With two women who excelled at screaming matches and underhanded schemes living under one
roof, the house was a war zone from morning until night.
Yvonne looked on at the screaming matches between her mother and mother-in-law, completely
numb.
She used to look down on me, convinced that by taking control of Harrison and stealing my “destiny,” she would coast through a life of luxury.
Now, her dream of being a billionaire’s wife was completely shattered.
To make matters worse, Hettler Group-the business she was certain would fail-had pivoted to
become the most dominant construction material conglomerate in the country. They were enjoying
unparalleled prestige.
Originally, all of that should have belonged to her. She was supposed to be Mrs. Hettler.
The realization drove Yvonne insane.
She spent every day berating Harrison, calling him a useless failure who had ruined her life.
Facing her hysterics, Harrison’s expression would turn completely venomous.
“I should have married Shirley. If you hadn’t played your pathetic little tricks to steal her place, crying and begging to marry me, I would never have ended up in a dump like this.”
“Look at yourself, Yvonne. In what way do you even compare to Shirley? You’re nothing but dead
weight.”
His words were dripping with disgust, showing none of the affection he once had for his supposed
true love.
Being compared to me drove Yvonne completely over the edge.
She attacked Harrison, crying and hitting him, and the fight eventually escalated until weapons
were drawn, landing both of them in the emergency room.
After they were discharged and returned home, Harrison and Yvonne couldn’t stand the sight of
each other.
Yet despite the utter chaos, Yvonne refused to grant him a divorce. She and Sadie firmly entrenched themselves in the Cole household, making life a living hell for Harrison and his mother.
Hearing updates about their situation, my mind remained perfectly at peace.
It was a good thing Yvonne refused to divorce Harrison.
Instead of letting these toxic people out into the world to ruin anyone else, it was much better for
them to tear each other apart for the rest of their lives.
This kind of slow, daily mental torment was a hundred times more brutal than a quick end.
