Chapter 7

I must say that Ralph was sharp to recognise such tactics, much better than Mark could ever be.

I took the other apple he had peeled and said mockingly, "Oh, it's probably depression."

After a pause, I emphasized, "Severe depression."

Ralph was amused, "How can she be severely depressed? She has schizophrenia. I reckon she has to go to a mental hospital. Only symptomatic treatment can cure her problem."

I laughed out loud.

Mark looked at me in disbelief.

He never imagined that I would be this cold-blooded and make fun of a sick woman.

However, the most unbearable thing for him was that I looked like a dead wall when facing him, but could immediately smile sweetly at another man.

Jealousy grew in his heart, and he scowled, "That's enough, Lily, why are you being like this? No wonder your parents are so disappointed in you, no wonder our son hates you. You are just a vicious, heartless woman! You're right, I regret not signing those divorce papers. I should have dumped you earli