Goodbye Saintess (by Edelweiss W.S.) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Stan, clearly the one enjoying this confrontation the most, sneered with a cruel edge, “If you think you’re so tough, why don’t you start your own business? Or better yet, actually get a real job! If you can’t manage that, then just shut up and stay at home like a good little boy!”

Vernon quickly jumped in, nodding in agreement, “Exactly! You heard him right!”

Stan smirked wider, adding, “And if you think divorce is going to scare her, think again. Someone like you? You’ll never attract a woman with brains or any real accomplishments. You should just apologize to Ms. Bishop and accept your role as a househusband. Trust me, if she does walk away, the only place you’ll be sleeping is on the street!”

Lena, the only woman among them, was ready to defend Hera fiercely. Her voice was sharp and confident as she said, “Sebastian, sure, you might have looks, but do you honestly believe that’s enough to keep a successful woman by your side? Because honestly, I wouldn’t have even noticed you. There are plenty of attractive guys out there who are also kind and thoughtful—qualities you clearly lack. Why on earth would anyone choose you?”

She then turned to Hera with a softer tone, offering some comfort, “Hey, if it means anything coming from me… I really admire you. I think we’re alike in some ways. Living with a man like him will only drag you down and poison your peace of mind. You need to set clear boundaries, Ms. Bishop. And honestly, a divorce might be the strongest boundary you can set.”

Hera met my gaze quietly, but I saw the flicker in her eyes—she believed them. She thought they might be right.

“Did you hear what your friends just said? Listen to them,” I said quietly but firmly. “Maybe we should get a divorce so neither of us is ‘poisoning’ the other’s mental health.”

Instead, I turned back to Hera and said, “Remember what you said today, Hera. I’m going to give you that $2.8 million very soon. And when that happens, maybe it’s time you grow up and stop harassing me.”

Hera sneered, shaking her head, “Are you out of your mind? Your job could never afford that kind of money, not in a million years!”

Just then, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was Baron.

Baron: [Master Sebastian, where are you? Please come backstage. The Forum is about to start!]