The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 196

Blergh…

Penelope’s revenge had been served, but at a cost. She doubled over and threw up.

Back at the Sullivan house, the mood was grim. Mrs. Sullivan tactfully suggested Zebulon go take a shower, and Rebecca was about to do the same.

“So now my son smells bad to you?” Mrs. Sullivan snapped, needing someone to take her anger out on.

Rebecca held up her arm. “Why don’t you take a whiff?”

Mrs. Sullivan quickly covered her nose. “Go, go! You go take a shower too!”

After they had both cleaned up, Mrs. Sullivan called Zebulon downstairs for breakfast.

As he sat down, he noticed a stack of invitations on the table. He assumed they were for his wedding to Penelope and scowled as he picked one up. But when he opened it, he saw Rebecca’s name in the bride’s slot.

“What is this?”

Mrs. Sullivan sneered. “I snatched those from Rebecca’s mother this morning. Can you believe it? She secretly replaced Penelope’s name with Rebecca’s. That woman is so conniving.”

Zebulon tossed the invitation aside. “Cancel the wedding.”

“I agree. Now that we’ve completely burned our bridges with Penelope, there’s no need for this fake wedding to placate her. But Rebecca’s mother has already sent out most of them, mainly to our relatives. If we cancel now, we’ll be a laughingstock.”

“So what? You want me to actually marry Rebecca?”

“Well, you two do have a marriage license. It’s just her mother I can’t stand.”

“I’m not in the mood to marry her.”

“What do you mean, you’re not in the mood? You were in the mood to marry Penelope?” Mrs. Winters stormed out of her room, still in her pajamas. Her movements were so frantic that two buttons on her top had popped open, but she didn’t seem to notice as she marched up to Zebulon.

Mrs. Sullivan looked away, mortified to have such a person as an in-law.

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