Telling himself not to be confused by the appearance, Jordan stared at her coldly while moving as far from her as possible, watching her sipping her tea from a small white porcelain cup.

"You married her, and then you divorced her." The woman raised her eyes, "You have hated and tortured her, do you think it'll all end up good for you?"

"Ma'am," Stunned by her straightforwardness, Jordan cursed in his heart that she'd attack him first. He forged a smile and retorted, "Isn't that your credit?"

The older lady answered, "You have done all these to Cathryn just to avenge me. Why bother that with my daughter?"

"Why?" Jordan...