The Sleeper's Wrath and His Wife's Strike novel Chapter 22

“Now that you’re married to Yves, that makes us sisters-in-law. We’re practically family now, even closer than before.”

Lindsay shot Bertha a glance tinged with subtle mockery, memories from her previous life flickering through her mind.

When Althea had sent her off to the slums, humiliating her, it was Bertha who found out first. But Bertha didn’t lift a finger to help. On the contrary—she’d spread the word that Lindsay only got what she deserved, chasing after status and ending up disgraced by Althea. If only it had stopped there.

Later, just so Lewis could win Best Actor, Bertha actually set her sights on Lindsay—scheming to offer her up as a “gift” to the event organizers. That night, it was Yves who rescued her.

But in her last life, Lindsay had come to hate and fear everyone in the Quigley family, Yves included. Even after he saved her, she was convinced he’d turn on her just like the others, ready to throw her to the wolves.

In the end, she’d never told Yves what really happened. Maybe if she had, things would have turned out differently.

Bertha’s false warmth snapped her back to the present. “Haha, Bertha’s right,” Lindsay replied, her tone light but her eyes sharp. “We’ve known each other for over a decade. No need to be so polite, or it’ll look like we’re strangers. Only people who don’t get along need to keep things afloat with gifts. Don’t you think?”

With just a few words, Lindsay neatly sidestepped Bertha’s offer of an expensive designer dress. If Bertha insisted now, she’d only prove Lindsay’s point.

Bertha laughed along, eager to keep up appearances. “Absolutely! We’re much too close for gifts to matter.”

Lindsay smiled back, saying nothing. Her gaze was inscrutable. The truth was, Bertha’s schemes in her previous life had never quite come to fruition, thanks to Yves. But Lindsay had never forgotten. One day, Bertha would have to pay in full.

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