Chapter 486: Chapter 486: The Protagonist and the Cannon Fodder
Oliver Taylor was astonished, "This...They are still not getting divorced? Is it because of the child?"
The couple’s child was just three years old this year, so it wasn’t impossible for them to swallow their pride for the sake of the child.
Hannah chuckled softly, "People are selfish. Before making any fundamentally selfish decisions, they cover themselves in a seemingly tolerant shroud of benevolence. But when you delve deeper, it’s all for themselves."
A disciplined life, be it peaceful or full of hardship, has long been accepted as the norm, who would want to disrupt this tranquility so lightly?
One is born in suffering and dies in comfort, that’s generally how it goes.
In simpler terms, it’s like when your close friend voices her unhappiness with her partner, you advise her to break up, but in the end, they always reconcile.
Human nature is complex, and yet so colourful.
Oliver Taylor still didn’t understand, this only confused him further.
Hannah walked over, sat in the chair, and watched a group of anxious people rushing to the upstairs in the surveillance footage, remarking lightly, "The show is about to begin."
Edward King’s wife was a virtuous woman, appearing delicate and soft, but when she got angry, she dragged Edward King straight out of the room.
She was accompanied by a group of relatives and friends, she scolded her husband a few times, and then stormed in and fought with May Hoffman, who didn’t even have time to dress properly.
The scene was quite chaotic.
Even the guests in the other rooms came out to watch the commotion.
The hotel manager was in a bind, receiving a slap for his good intentions.
Afterward, he just let them fight and watched.
It was not until the police arrived that calm was restored.
But after this incident, May Hoffman could no longer maintain her position in the entertainment industry. Edward’s wife vowed not to let her off before she left.
She didn’t divorce Edward, it was nothing more than quarrelling a few times and then reconciling as before.
From beginning to end, May Hoffman was in a daze, and it was only when everyone left that she came to her senses and swept everything off the table in a tantrum.
"Hannah Winter, I know it’s you, come out!"
She had planned everything carefully, watched Hannah Winter drink the wine, watched her faint, she even told someone to put Hannah Winter in the room.
But why in the end was it her!
Why!
"If this were a novel, I guess you, cannon fodder, should prepare your farewell meal."
That soft voice seemed to echo in her ears again.
May Hoffman finally realized what had happened, she sat on the floor and covered her face, sobbing painfully.
It was at this moment that she understood the meaning of Hannah Winter’s so-called "repaying kindness with enmity."
She had known everything from the beginning.
No!
Or perhaps, even before she had this plan, Hannah Winter had already calculated that she would do this.
How could she forget that this woman could see through everyone’s weaknesses? She had already figured out her downfall today.
When did it all start?
When did it really start?!
"Probably, from the first time I saw you."
May Hoffman widened her eyes, and as she suddenly raised her head, she met a pair of deep eyes as vast as the sea carrying a hint of cold laughter.
Hannah reached out and tossed the blanket next to her onto May, covering her disorderly state. A mirror in her hand lightly hooked up May’s jawbone, focusing on the bruise at the corner of her mouth.
She said casually, "Do you know the biggest difference between the cannon fodder and the protagonist in a book, May Hoffman?"
