---- it was impossible for her to not mock me. Patricia did not start cleaning, but sat down across from me. After some careful deliberation, she said, "I told you that one should do good instead of sowing discord, or else they' ll suffer the consequences of their actions." "What do you mean?" I was not expecting her to be so straightforward, and where did she get the idea that I was sowing discord? "What else could I mean? You were trying to sour my relationship with Adrian, and now, you're suffering the consequences." She grinned. I laughed, which took her aback. "I suppose I overestimated myself. You two are a unit. Stay together and live a good life." I stood up and walked to the bedroom. When I reached the door, I said, "Clean up the place. This is your son's house, not mine." ---- Right then, my phone rang. I took a look at it. It was a call from Henry, my subordinate in the company. "What is it?" "You have to come over, Mrs. Howard! Something went wrong with one of our deals!" Henry then told me everything that had happened. My subordinates were always troublesome, but I no longer wanted to clean up after them. "Pm not going. Deal with it yourself." Henry was not expecting me to say that. After a brief pause, he whispered, "Mrs. Howard, you can't just say you don't want to deal with it and ignore us." "Are you all children? You always come to me when a problem arises. I don't see myself getting any bonuses for helping you all. Earn your pay. It's not my job to help you every single time. I'm not dealing with it. Do whatever you want." I was prepared to resign, so I had nothing else to say. After getting those words off my chest, I felt my mood ---- get lighter. When I turned around, I found Patricia sneaking looks at me. She had to have heard the conversation, and she was going to tell Adrian about it at the moment I left the house. Suddenly, dark clouds covered the sky, so I went to the storage room to grab an umbrella. A bunch of things spilled out when I opened the door. They were my husband's fishing rods, fishing lines, and fishing bait. He got hooked on fishing over the last few years and spent a lot of money buying all the tools. Of course, when he told me about how much they cost, he always lied. If a male colleague of mine had not told me the truth, I would have never known that my seemingly plain husband was using fishing rods worth more than 10,000 dollars. This gave me another way to calculate the value of my life, and it was worth less than thirty fishing rods. ---- I knew what I had to do. I turned around and said to Patricia, "You should start working. I'm going to divorce your son." Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!