Chapter 107 Maggie’s Points of Interest
A few minutes later, Maggie parked the car by the roadside, and James was long gone from sight.
Maggie said to Isabella, "You can get out of the car now."
Isabella didn't get out, instead, she took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, rolled down the car window, and smoked by herself.
Maggie could tell that she was in a bad mood, so she didn't say anything.
There was silence in the car for a long time, and suddenly Isabella spoke, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
Maggie lazily glanced at her. "I don't want to walk into a hornet's nest."
Whatever she said now would only irritate Isabella, so it wasn't worth the effort.
Isabella flicked the cigarette ash and said, "There's a café nearby. Let me treat you to a coffee."
Maggie quickly declined, "No, thanks. I can't afford it."
Isabella was speechless.
"My marriage is a mess now. Are you feeling pleased about it? Since we were kids, I've always been one step ahead of you. My family can buy pianos that cost hundreds of thousands. You couldn't even afford education. I travel in Mercedes-Benz and BMW cars, carry LV bags, but you can only sell things in the night market. I married a good husband..."
Isabella couldn't continue speaking at this point.
James cheated on her.
Maggie glanced at her with indifference and said, "I have never compared myself to you. My family background may not be as good as yours, but why should I compare? And why should I care about how you are doing? Everyone has their own life and struggles. Don't think too highly of yourself."
Isabella was unwilling to accept this and said, "I don't believe you're not jealous of me."
Maggie felt speechless and didn't bother arguing with Isabella. "Yes, yes, you're right. I'm jealous that your family had three houses demolished. I'm jealous that your husband is a hospital director. I'm jealous that your husband's mistress is pregnant with their second child. Is that what you want to hear?"
"Maggie," Isabella's face turned pale from anger.
Wasn't the last remark hitting her sore spot?
Maggie lazily glanced at her and said, "Don't shout at me. I'm not James, I'm not Grace, and I'm not your mother. I won't tolerate your temper and tantrums. If you’re capable, then get a divorce from James."
"That scumbag James won't divorce me." Isabella angrily replied, "He's always sweet-talking me while he goes to appease his mistress. Just when I was about to give him another chance, he went back to his mistress. This time, I must get a divorce. I've had enough."
Isabella became more and more furious as she spoke, feeling more and more wronged. Tears started streaming down her face.
The last remark, "I've had enough", was filled with impulsiveness.
Once the tears began to flow, they couldn't be stopped.
Isabella, with tears streaming down her face, asked, "Do you have any tissue paper?"
Maggie took out a box from the drawer and said, "Take it and cry as much as you want. There's plenty."
Only by crying and venting can the knot in one's heart be untied.
Maggie truly didn't want to get involved in Isabella's affairs. Their relationship as cousins was never that close, and the reason Isabella cried in front of her was probably because she had been suppressing her emotions for a long time and couldn't hold it in anymore.
While Isabella cried, she cursed, "Those despicable cheaters. I checked their hotel records, and they have been together for five years now. Their eldest daughter is already in kindergarten, and guess what? The kindergarten is right below our apartment complex. Can you believe how infuriating that is?"
Maggie agreed, "It's really infuriating."
Isabella continued angrily, "That kindergarten charges a yearly tuition fee of ten thousand dollars, and yet he's willing to spend that much. He even rented a spacious apartment for the mistress, which costs ten thousand dollars a month..."
As Isabella listed the money James spent on his mistress, Maggie's attention was also focused on these expenses, but her thoughts were different from Isabella's.
The cost of one child's education was so high. She was currently unemployed and relying on Fiorello's job. After subtracting the rent and other expenses, they didn't have much left. How could they afford to raise a child, let alone save money to buy a house?
Indeed, poor people have to weigh the pros and cons of having children.
Maggie curiously asked, "Where’s the ten thousand dollar house located at? Is it a private kindergarten? Does the tuition of ten thousand dollars a year include living expenses?"
Isabella was speechless. She was in a mix of anger and sadness, but Maggie's interruption made her lose her train of thought.
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