The unwanted wife’s unexpected comeback
Chapter 58

Chapter 58:

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Georgia had always been a favored servant under Shelia's care, rarely facing any real hardships. Now, covered in manure, she trembled in disgust, voicing her complaints about the nauseating stench.

Shelia regarded her coldly, her expression hardening as she saw the scruffy state of Georgia marring an otherwise immaculate setting. Alicia's half-smile only increased Shelia's irritation, and she silently cursed Alicia's manipulative ways.

Standing up, Georgia headed into the living room to clean up. Alicia, feeling surprised, asked, “Georgia, where are you going?”

“To take a shower, of course,” Georgia replied.

“Isn't your room just past the living room?” Alicia reminded her, pretending to be helpful. “And Mrs. Yates is there. Aren’t you bringing the smell with you?” she added, causing Georgia to stop and look at Shelia. Shelia's displeasure was palpable from a distance.

Shelia's annoyance was evident, a mixture of disdain and frustration at Georgia's mishap. Georgia had failed to teach Alicia a lesson and had instead fallen flat on her face.

Alice subtly suggested, "Why don't you wash yourself in the fountain? It might lessen the stench a little."

Seeing the logic in Alice's suggestion, Georgia headed toward the fountain without further thought. Alice followed her, offering, "Let me help you."

“You should help. This mess is your doing. Then you can help me clean up,” Georgia replied, used to giving Alice orders.

Alice without protest.

As Georgia began to wash, the fish in the pond were repelled by the filth, and swam away. The tension was palpable, but the calm was short-lived when Georgia confronted Alicia.

"You called me on purpose, didn't you?"

Alice blinked, her face a mask of innocence. “Georgia, how can you say that?”

Georgia, unfazed and visibly upset, retorts: “You claim you were picking flowers? That's a flimsy excuse. You staged a fall near two piles of dog poop to lure me there, didn't you?”

Alicia acted hurt. “You know we're not friends, Georgia. When I hurt my ankle, I never called you. You came without me asking you. Remember?”

“You…” Georgia faltered, struggling for words, before bursting out, “Why did you move when I pushed you?”

“If you had just stayed still, I wouldn't have ended up on the floor!” Georgia's voice was tinged with anger. Alicia's eyes widened in disbelief.

“Seriously, Georgia? You pushed me. Why would I just stand there? Do you think I'm stupid?” Alicia replied, leaving Georgia speechless once again.

She was surprised by Alicia's defiance. After the divorce, Alicia had become increasingly bold. In the past, no matter how harshly she treated her, Alicia had always remained silent.

When Georgia's face turned red with anger, Alicia gave her a sly smile. "Relax, Georgia. It's just a bit of dog dirt. Luckily, it didn't get in your mouth."

Alice pointed towards the pond. “Let's get you cleaned up.”

The moment Alicia's hand touched the water, she spent. Before Georgia could react, Alicia grabbed her arm and threw her into the pond.

At nearly 40, Georgia's lack of agility and inability to swim sent her into a panic. She thrashed around in the water, struggling to stay afloat.

Alice, feigning concern, called out, "Are you all right, Georgia? Can you manage?"

Although she looked worried, Alice stood with her arms crossed, watching with cold indifference as Georgia staggered away.

It wasn't until Shelia and a few others arrived that they managed to pull Georgia out of the water.

Terrified, Georgia ran to shore, still screaming for help. “Help, Mrs. Yates, help!”

Shelia snapped at her: “Stop being such a whiner!”

Stunned by Shelia's harsh response, Georgia regained her composure, wiped her face and shivered. “Mrs. Yates, I can't swim! “I almost drowned.”

Shelia looked at her coldly. “That little pond almost drowned you? Why didn’t you just stay there?”

Georgia, still in a panic, insisted, “Mr. Yates, I’m serious!”

Georgia pointed towards the pond, about to voice her complaint, but stopped when she saw Alice standing calmly in the water, which barely reached her knees.

Georgia was speechless.

Someone chuckled from behind.

Shelia turned around, her anger rising. “Is this funny?”

And then Shelia stopped dead in her tracks. Standing a short distance away, Caden had been watching the whole spectacle, amused by the scene.

Shelia quickly softened upon recognizing him. “Oh, it's you, Caden. I mistook you for a servant and spoke too harshly. Please don’t take it to heart.”

Caden, uninterested in her apologies, turned his attention back to Alice. She had just climbed out of the pond.

His gaze was intense, a subtle smile playing on his lips. Feeling her gaze, Alice looked down and realized that her wet dress was clinging to her figure. Awkwardly, she tried to adjust the hem of her dress.

Although the fabric was not transparent, after a few shakes the dress loosened slightly and clung to her body again. Dark clouds were gathering over Alice and the strong wind made her shiver and sneeze, but no one seemed to notice her discomfort.

Georgia, still upset, lamented: “I don't understand what I did to upset Mrs. Bennett. I asked her for help and she pushed me into the pond and made fun of me. Mrs. Yates, you have to defend me.”

Shelia waved at him. “That's enough. You know what Alicia is like. Why bother? You’re much older than her.”

Alicia, realizing that Shelia was indirectly validating Georgia's words, spoke softly, "Mrs. Yates, I was just trying to help. I didn't push Georgia."

Georgia, furious at Alicia's feigned innocence, glared at her. "You're lying! Don't you care about karma?"

As he finished speaking, the sky suddenly split open with a flash of lightning, followed quickly by thunderous applause.

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