Bertha scoffed, âSo whoâs really the one making a scene? Is it me and my daughter or is it your eldest, Sophia? It was Sophia who started crying first! You doted on her every tear, but when my little Lea cried, you found it embarrassing and reprimanded her loudly in public! If weâre talking about making a scene, Sophia really took the cake! Do I even need to mention all the things sheâs done? For someone whoâs supposed to love both his daughters equally, you sure do have a blatant bias!â
Thaddeus was taken aback, âBias? How am I biased? Donât I love Lea too? You heard how loud she was crying, it was disturbing the entire restaurant!â
Bertha glared at him. âWhy was she crying so loud? Because she felt wronged! You think Lea is too young to understand, but kids are smart. They see who gets more love! Youâve always favored Sophia.
I didnât even mind when you were just a little biased. Even when it came to inheriting your assets, I didnât care! When I married you, it wasnât for your money, and my daughter doesnât need your wealth either! But we care about your attitude! You decided to let Sophia inherit everything, only asking my opinion as a formality, without giving Lea any say. Leaâs not stupid. She knows in your heart that Sophi Sophia is the important donât care about the money, but we wished for a bit more affection from you.
However, it seems like youâre so biased you canât even realize it! Do you think if I donât make a fuss, Lea will always be a child in your eyes, whose feelings you donât need to consider?â
Left speechless by Berthaâs accusations, Thaddeus remained silent for a while before finally saying, âYou said you didnât care about the assets, and thatâs why I decided to give everything to Sophia. Donât worry, Iâll set aside enough for our retirement and Leaâs college tuition. Then we can live that quiet, countryside life youâve always dreamed of; isnât that what you wanted?â
Bertha laughed bitterly, âThaddeus, how dare you say you are not biased?â
Thaddeus didnât want to argue with Bertha in public. He waved his hand dismissively and said, âEnough! Letâs not discuss this here. We can talk at home!â
Bertha snorted, âI wonât be going home with you! This life isnât what I want anymore! Thaddeus, I want a divorce!â
Thaddeus stared at her, disbelief widened his eyes. âWhat? Divorce?â
Bertha confirmed with a calm and clear voice, âYes! Divorce! No more sweet words from you can deceive me. I canât stand my daughter being overlooked in this family anymore! You can. live your life with Sophia. It would be just the two of you!â
Thaddeus slapped the table in annoyance and yelled, âBertha, have you had enough? Just because Iâm usually patient with you doesnât mean I can tolerate this excessive behavior Divorce? With what will you divorce me? If you leave me, youâll have nothing! Think about it, youâre not young anymore. You have no job. Who else would want you? Who would treat you as well as I do? Wake up!â
Bertha smirked sarcastically, âSo Iâve always been that worthless in your eyes!â
Thaddeus clenched his jaw. âEnough! Sit down and eat. And Iâll pretend I didnât hear anything!â
But Bertha wasnât just throwing a tantrum. She was genuinely tired of Thaddeus always indulging Sophia.
Thinking about the young couple Sophia had torn apart, and Thaddeusâs contrasting treatment of his two daughters, sheâd had enough of this man!
She was serious about the divorce. She didnât want to be complicit in his favoritism anymore!