Chapter 82 Who is the Adulterer?
Aurelia raised her lips slightly. "Let's go."
It was also time to reckon with the complexities of their relationships.
When they arrived at the cafe, Aurelia took the lead and sat in a spacious spot near the window. Chelsea followed and ordered two iced Americanos.
Aurelia asked the waiter for a glass of lemon water and turned her face to smile at her.
"You can order for yourself. I'm pregnant and don't drink coffee."
Chelsea trembled her lips, feeling her smile particularly ironic. The unintentional words 'pregnant' from Aurelia pierced Chelsea's ears like a sharp sword.
"Sister, what would you like to drink? Let me order for you."
Aurelia was startled by being called sister. "Nathaniel is not here; you don't need to be so hypocritical; just be yourself."
Chelsea fell silent for a few seconds and then smiled. At this moment, the waiter brought the lemon water. She respectfully pushed the glass in front of Aurelia.
"Aurelia, this is the second time I have sincerely called you sister since we've known each other for so long. Remember the first time we met? Dad brought me home and told me a sister was waiting to play with me. I was so happy, but who knew you wouldn't like me, wouldn't let me get close, and even told my mom and me to leave? You said that was your home."
Hearing her words, Aurelia felt an unbearable pain. When Chelsea and her mother entered, her own mother had just been buried. Norman didn't even tell her before. He directly brought his lover back to her mother's pre-marriage villa, which she couldn't accept.
Chelsea softened her attitude as if requesting her.
"Aurelia, can you give Nathaniel to me? I can't live without him. I beg you. You can have anything you want, your mother's villa, and dad's company. They can be all yours, and even the money. I just want Nathaniel. We are sisters. We share the same blood. You wouldn't watch me suffer, right?"
Chelsea's words were earnest. The grief lingering in her tone was so strong that even the passersby would pity her. She completely portrayed herself as a weak, pitiful woman.
Aurelia silently watched her performance, her eyes drifting to the window where the black Volkswagen was parked outside. She was now on guard against Chelsea at all times; After all, Chelsea dared to risk anything when she went mad.
Chelsea didn’t stop crying until she hiccuped, her eyes red. Those who didn't know might have thought Aurelia had mistreated her.
She grabbed Aurelia's hand, pleading desperately.
"Aurelia, Nathaniel and I have been in love for over a decade. We are each other's first love. We have done everything that lovers should do. He has held my hand and entered my body; our souls have intertwined, and we have long lived as one person. He has said a thousand times that he will marry me and give me an unforgettable wedding in this life; these are things you should care about."
"Although he married you, he is unwilling to make it public. You should know why. In his heart, the one standing beside him can only be me. He is keeping a place for me."
Aurelia knew she was deliberately provoking her. Hearing her say such a long passage, she couldn't help but feel cold all over.
Undeniably, she also looked forward to a wedding. Even if it wasn't grand, it was okay as long as she could openly accept blessings from family and friends.
The taste of a secret marriage was unpleasant, and she had long been accustomed to the pain in her heart for three years. She thought she didn't care anymore. Whether Chelsea's words were true or false, they easily touched her wounds.
Every woman hopes to be proudly introduced to her husband’s family and friends by her husband.
She dreamed of hearing Nathaniel say to his family and friends that she was his wife.
After three years of a secret marriage, Aurelia had little contact with his circle. He never took her to business events, preferring to bring the company secretary rather than his legitimate wife.
Seeing Aurelia moved by her words, Chelsea continued to provoke her.
"Aurelia, abort the baby in your belly and live in a place where no one knows you. We will give you as much money as you need. It is good for us all, and you will still be my sister, and he will be your brother-in-law."
Aurelia withdrew her hand with disgust as if hearing a joke. She couldn't believe Chelsea dared to suggest she abort the baby in her belly and leave Nathaniel.
"Chelsea, you are a woman, after all. How can you say such cruel words? Your tears are useless in front of me. I am not Nathaniel, and I have never acknowledged you as the sister my father picked up from outside. I won't sympathize with you. Stop your false tears."
What was Chelsea thinking? What made her think that she could persuade Aurelia to abort the child and leave Nathaniel? The child was Aurelia’s only relative in the world.
Aurelia didn't want to continue the conversation.
"Chelsea, I have nothing more to say to you."
She stood up to leave, then turned back and told her, "I will not divorce. I will safely give birth to the baby."
"Aurelia, you should want to reclaim your mother's heirlooms. You should also want to take back the Lake Villa where you used to live."
Chelsea's provocation failed, so she changed her approach. She knew Aurelia couldn't let go of her short-lived mother; that was Aurelia's bottom line.
Aurelia paused, then returned to her seat.
"The villa was sold by you; you have no right to talk to me about this house!"
Chelsea hesitated.
"Sister, the villa was sold temporarily. Dad's company had some issues and urgently needed money a while back, so Dad had no choice. Don't blame him. In the future, his company will be yours. For now, he is just working for you."
Aurelia chuckled, "The Thompson Group was built with my mother's own money. The company and the villa will be mine, too. You cannot negotiate with these conditions because they should have been mine from the start. You are not worthy. I advise you to hold onto what you have and stop coveting what belongs to others. I will not divorce. If you want to be like your mother and be a mistress for the rest of your life, don't pretend to be pure and innocent in front of me. I won't fall for that."
Chelsea felt ironic. She didn't covet what belonged to others. Everything was hers: the villa, the company, the money, and even Nathaniel. They should all be hers. It was Aurelia who had taken her things.
"Aurelia!"
She called her name, no longer calling her sister. The tension in her mind finally snapped. "I am not a mistress. Nathaniel and I truly love each other. I saved his life, and he said he would marry me and make me the happiest woman in the world. It was you who intervened between us. You stole everything that should have been mine."
Aurelia also held anger in her heart. "It's not the old society anymore. Even if you saved him, he doesn't have to repay you by marrying you. Our marriage was mutual, legal, recognized by our families, and protected by the law. The house you live in was a wedding gift from my grandfather to me. You seduced my husband, now claiming you are not a cheater. No one will believe you!"
Aurelia's voice, though not loud, still attracted the attention of other customers in the cafe. At this moment, disgusted glances from around landed on Chelsea.
Without saying a word, Chelsea had already been judged.
A woman around forty dressed quite richly heard Aurelia's words and pointed at Chelsea, condemning her, "You look delicate but do such unethical things. Cheaters who destroy other people's families will not have a good ending!"
The woman seemed to have had a similar experience. After scolding Chelsea, she looked sympathetically at Aurelia.
Chelsea suddenly went crazy, stood up, and shouted, "I am not a cheater. I knew him first, and he said he wanted to marry me."
The woman couldn't stand it anymore. Today she had to educate Chelsea, whom she thought was despicable a lesson. Rolling up her sleeves, she walked over to Aurelia and Chelsea to argue,
"Just because you knew him first doesn't mean you will become his wife! If he knew your mom first, would he have to be your stepdad?"
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