Divorce Failed My Wife's Secret Identities Shock the World novel Chapter 451

For the umpteenth time, Anya hung up on Natalia.

That bitch was more annoying than a fly, always choosing to harass her when she was at her lowest point.

In the Morales family living room, Isla shouted hysterically at Anya.

"I'm only asking you for this one thing, Anya. Just say the word, Anya, and all our problems will be solved."

Anya mechanically hung up the phone again.

Her wooden expression stood in stark contrast to Isla's hysteria.

Seeing her daughter endlessly fiddling with the device, Isla snatched it away in a fit of rage.

With a sharp crack, she smashed it violently against the floor.

The perfectly good smartphone instantly shattered into pieces.

Still unsatisfied, Isla ground her heel into the phone's remains, stomping on it multiple times.

Only when it was reduced to complete scrap did she look back at Anya.

"The phone's broken. Now, can you answer me properly?"

Anya stared blankly at her mother.

Once a celebrated star in the entertainment industry, Isla had been renowned for her beauty.

She used to be stunning, meticulous about her skincare.

Even when staying indoors, she would apply flawless makeup, always presenting her best self to the servants.

But the Isla standing before her now had disheveled hair and sagging skin.

Thanks to heavy drinking, chain-smoking, countless sleepless nights, and years of invasive cosmetic procedures, she looked terrible.

Not even fifty, she appeared older than a woman in her sixties without her makeup.

Anya fought to suppress the rising disgust in her chest.

"Mom, your mental state is terrible right now. Go clean yourself up, and I'll take you to a therapist."

The mention of a therapist deeply triggered Isla.

Her voice pitched into a scream. "Why do you all say I'm sick? I'm not sick! I'm perfectly fine!"

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