Chapter 107: Chapter 107

Chapter 107

A few minutes later, Anastasia pulled over by the side of the road. Joey was nowhere in sight

“You can get out now,” Anastasia told Gianna

Instead of getting out, Gianna dug out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, lit one up, rolled down the window, and started puffing away in her own world.

It was pretty clear to Anastasia that Gianna was in a bad mood, so she opted to keep her mouth shut.

After what felt like an eternity of silence, Gianna suddenly asked, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Anastasia glanced at her and said, “I don’t feel like getting screamed at

Basically, anything Anastasia said at this point would have just pissed Gianna off, so she chose to remain silent.

Gianna flicked her cigarette ash and said, “Theres a coffee shop over there. I’ll buy you a coffee.

Anastasia quickly replied, “No, thanks”

Gianna: “I bet you’re really enjoying this, aren’t you? My life’s a mess right now. I’ve always had it better than you. My family could afford to buy planos worth tens of thousands of dollars, while you struggled to even go to school. I always had fancy cars and luxury goods, while you had to scrape by selling everyday items on the streets. I married a great guy”

But Giannas voice trailed off there.

With Joey’s infidelity, it didn’t feel right to continue this line of comparison.

Anastasia glanced at her and said. ‘I ve never compared myself to you. Yes, my family isnt as well-off as yours, but why should I compare myself to you? Why should I care about how well you’re doing? Everyone has their own life. Don’t think too highly of yourself!

Gianna was resentful. “I don’t believe that you’re not jealous of me.”

Anastasia was speechless and didn’t feel like arguing with Gianna. “Yeah, yeah, you’re right. I’m jealous of your wealth, I’m jealous of your husband being the director of a hospital, and I’m jealous that your husband’s mistress is pregnant with their second child. Happy?”

“Anastasia.” Gianna called her name, her face turning pale with anger

That last statement was obviously meant to upset Glanna.

Anastasia looked at Gianna again. “Don’t yell at me. I’m not Joey, I’m not Dora, and I’m certainly not your mother. I don’t have to put up with your tantrums and mood swings. If you have the guts, go divorce Joey”

“Joey, that bastard, he won’t divorce me Gianna fumed. “He’s been stringing me along while courting his mistress Just when I was about to soften and give him another chance, he went back to his mistress. This time, I have to get a divorce.”

-As Gianna spoke, her anger and frustration grew, and tears started to well up in her eyes. The last sentence was somewhat impulsive in nature. Once the

tears started flowing, they couldn’t be stopped.

Gianna was in full-on sob mode. “Do you have tissues?”

Anastasia pulled out a box from the glove compartment. “Go ahead and cry. There are plenty of tissues”

Crying it out was the only way to clear the emotional blockage in her heart.

Anastasia really didn’t want to get involved in Gianna’s problems. They were only acquaintances, after all. Gianna was probably crying in front of her because she had been suppressing her emotions for too long and couldn’t hold it in any longer.

While crying, Glanna continued to curse: That pair of dogs, they’re disgusting. I checked their hotel records. They’ve been together since five years ago. Their eldest daughter is already in kindergarten, in the one right under our building. Can you believe that?”

Anastasia agreed, “Yeah, that is pretty infuriating”

Gianna continued angrily. The tuition for that kindergarten is so expensive. He’s really generous, even renting a big house for his mistress. The rent’s really high too”

As Glanna listed all the money Joey had spent on his mistress, Anastasia also paid attention to the cost, but her thoughts were different from Gianna’s.

If it cost so much to educate a child, how was she going to afford it now that she was jobless and relying on Herman’s income? After paying rent, they didn’t have much left. How were they going to afford a child, let alone buying a house?

Apparently, even having kids was something the poor needed to consider carefully.

Out of curiosity, Anastasia asked, “Where is this house located? Why is the rent so high? And what school is it? The tuition is really high. Does it include living expenses?”

Gianna was speechless. She was originally very angry and sad, but Anastasia’s questions distracted her, and she lost the train of her sad thoughts.