Beyond the Divorce by Third Blossom

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Chapter 12 The Real and Fake Mrs. Murphy

I felt like lightning struck me when the smug receptionist addressed the person behind me

as Mrs. Murphy. I felt rage bubbling inside me as I turned to see how Ivanna would react.

How dare she strut around here, flaunting and pretending to be someone she wasn’t? My

gaze was cold as I turned, expecting to see Ivanna. However, to my surprise, it was

Melanie.

Her outfit was vibrant and eye–catching as her blonde hair flowed down her shoulders.

She wore exquisite makeup, which added a touch of allure to her otherwise unremarkable

features.

Melanie approached gracefully with a composed smile. When she was about to speak, she

noticed me

turning around, my anger evident. Her eyes widened in shock as she stood frozen, unable

to process my unexpected appearance.

I couldn’t help but smirk. I had to admit Melanie looked more like Mrs. Murphy while I

resembled a nanny. Although I was speechless, I thought attire made a vast difference in

appearance, and my casual home

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attire paled to her glamorous outfit.

I wondered if the “Mrs. Murphy” the receptionist referred to was Melanie. If so, Melanie

had been

indulged to the point of recklessness. However, the receptionist didn’t notice my reaction

and remained

focused on Melanie. 1

She looked at Melanie, frozen in surprise, and tried to appease her, “Mrs. Murphy, please-”

“Wait!” I interrupted the receptionist and locked eyes with Melanie before turning to the

receptionist

again. “Which Mrs. Murphy are you referring to?”

The receptionist glanced at me with a mildly surprised smile, yet her eyes showed a hint

of disdain. Soon

after, she scornfully introduced Melanie to me, “This is Mr. Matthew Murphy’s wife. He’s

the president of

Tanum Corporation on the tenth floor.” 1

I couldn’t help but chuckle as it felt surprisingly satisfying. While Melanie’s attitude was

infuriating, the

appearance of this supposed Mrs. Murphy finally allowed me to release my pent–up

frustrations.

My little sister–in–law knew how to cause a scene and was desperate to become

someone’s wife. I

thought Melanie had gone insane.

I laughed aloud, causing several people to look at me in puzzlement. Their eyes showed

their obvious

thoughts, “What a lunatic.”

I sized Melanie up again, and I thought she had surpassed my usual impression of her. I

never thought

she could look somewhat human in public.

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“Mrs. Murphy, huh?” I couldn’t help but laugh again. “Well, well. Her surname is Murphy,

but I wonder who

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she’s married to.”

Then I stifled my laughter and addressed the contemptuous receptionist, “A little

professionalism wouldn’t hurt, young lady. Do your homework before you open your

mouth. At least ensure you’re well- informed about people’s relationships so you don’t

embarrass yourself and inconvenience others.”

My words shocked the receptionist. Her standard professional smile faded, replaced by a

cold look as she stared at me, asking. “What do you mean?” 1

“Allow me to introduce her to you. That’s Matthew Murphy’s younger sister. Yes, she’s his

biological

sister.”

Immediately after, I gazed at everyone present, including Melanie. Then I turned and

walked to the

elevator, leaving a group of astonished onlookers behind. I glanced back at the

dumbfounded crowd and

said to the guard at the door, “Open up!” ”

I had never been so assertive, and I couldn’t help but curse inwardly at the audacity of

some people.

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