Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 418

Chapter 418: Chapter 418: The Sensible One

Joanne White hid the smile in her eyes and struggled to her feet from Sean Sutton’s embrace.

She looked up at Sean Sutton, her eyes filled with worry, and whispered in a trembling voice, "I’m fine, Sutton. Please, don’t fight because of me. I would feel just terrible..."

The moment Margaret Adler saw Joanne White’s bitchy, two-faced act, she was furious.

Unable to contain her rage any longer, she pointed at Joanne White and screeched, "Shut up, you little bitch!"

Joanne White seemed frightened by Margaret Adler. She flinched and subconsciously placed a hand on her still-flat stomach.

Seeing her pretentious display, Margaret’s fury intensified. She threw all caution to the wind and cursed, "You little bitch, who are you trying to fool! Putting on an act for everyone just because you have a little bastard in your belly!"

At these words, Joanne White’s already pale face turned even whiter. She didn’t argue, simply lowering her gaze to the floor in a daze as tears welled up in her eyes.

Her expression, combined with her delicate, flower-like beauty, created a heart-wrenching image of fragility that easily evoked sympathy.

Seeing this, Sean Sutton, who had been standing by, finally lost his patience. He stared at Margaret Adler, his face dark, and said in a low, stern voice, "Margaret Adler! Shut your mouth!"

Sean Sutton’s tone was filled with an anger and dissatisfaction that sounded foreign to Margaret Adler.

Margaret Adler stared at Sean Sutton in astonishment. She opened her mouth, as if to say something, but not a single word came out.

Seeing her like this, Sean Sutton sighed and said with a helpless tone, "Margaret, look at yourself. What have you become? You’ve lost all the grace of a high-class wife..."

Hearing this, Margaret was so angry she could have spat blood.

’A cheating man like Sean Sutton actually has the nerve to criticize *me*?!’

Knowing that arguing was pointless, Margaret tried her best to control her emotions. Pointing a trembling finger at Joanne White, she said through gritted teeth, "Sean Sutton, you’ve lived for half a century. Can’t you see this woman is just a pretentious little bitch? She’s here deliberately to sow discord in our family. She has no good intentions at all!"

’Sean Sutton has lived this long; what kind of scheming woman hasn’t he seen? He’s the president of the Sutton Group! There were countless women who tried to climb into his bed. Margaret couldn’t believe he couldn’t see Joanne White’s true colors!’

Sean Sutton frowned. "What nonsense are you spouting? ... Have you forgotten? Joanne is the Goddess you personally brought back from Mr. Caelus. How can you say such things about her?"

That sentence was like a sharp blow to the head, leaving Margaret Adler stunned for a long moment.

’That’s right... I’m the one who personally brought this menace, Joanne White, into our home...’

’I’m the one who shot myself in the foot!’

’I’m a complete and utter joke!’

Seeing Margaret Adler’s dazed and blank expression, Sean Sutton sighed again. He didn’t say anything more, simply taking Joanne White by the hand and leading her back to the bedroom, closing the door behind them.

Margaret Adler stood frozen in the living room, staring at the closed bedroom door as a storm of emotions churned within her.

’—Sean Sutton just brazenly pulled another woman into the bedroom right in front of her?’

’Since when had Sean Sutton started being so shamelessly intimate with Joanne White?’

Margaret didn’t understand how things had gotten to this point. When she first discovered Sean Sutton was cheating on her with Joanne White, his attitude had been completely different.

Seeing her like this, his heart ached for her. He gently patted her back and coaxed, "Joanne, don’t be sad. I know you’ve been wronged. If you’re really upset, just cry it out. Don’t hold it in."

Joanne White looked up at him, her tear-filled eyes glistening, and said softly, "I can’t cry... Sutton, I won’t lie to you, I do feel a little bit wronged. But now that you’re holding me, I just feel so happy that I don’t want to cry at all."

Sean Sutton looked into her eyes, shimmering with tears and affection, and felt his entire heart soften.

He couldn’t help but reach out and gently stroke Joanne White’s pale, slender cheek.

Joanne White’s face was very petite. She gently rubbed her cheek against Sean Sutton’s palm and said softly, "Sutton, to be honest, I thought about acting like those girls on TV—crying and making a fuss so you’d feel more sorry for me. But I can’t. As long as I’m with you, I just feel happy..."

"...Besides, I have our baby in my belly. If I cry, I’m afraid it will affect the baby’s mood... This is our child. I don’t want anything to happen to him."

Hearing Joanne White say this, Sean Sutton sighed with admiration. "Joanne, you’re always so understanding."

Joanne White smiled softly. She raised her hand to wipe away her tears, but rubbing her eyes only made them redder and more pitiful-looking.

She looked at Sean Sutton gently with her reddened eyes, sighed, and said, "Sutton, I know all the time I spend with you is stolen, so I’ve always been so careful. I never thought I’d still make a mistake..."

"...Today, my hand slipped and I dropped the tray. I’m the one who made Margaret angry, and I caused you two to fight. It’s all my fault, I’m so sorry..."

At the mention of Margaret Adler’s name, Sean Sutton’s softened heart suddenly turned cold.

Now, just the thought of Margaret Adler annoyed him. He felt that the Margaret of today was just so unreasonable...