Chapter 108

The moment Jameson saw Shermine standing outside the door, his plastered-on smile cracked, revealing an awkward grimace. He really wasn’t prepared for this, and facing his biological daughter just made it even more awkward. Last time at the door, he had run into Sherman.

He was so worried she might have seen something and would go tell Janice, but she didn’t, whether she didn’t notice or simply chose not to care. Now, seeing her calm and unsurprised, it was clear she already knew but had no intention of interfering.

It would be best if she didn’t interfere or make a scene; at least she knew her place. Even if Jason and Natalie joined the Jean family in the future, Jameson wouldn’t treat Shermaine or Ross unfairly. With this thought, he felt even more confident and justified.

Shermaine lazily lifted her gaze at Natalie. That mole in her ear confirmed that she was the same woman who was being affectionate with Jameson at Joan's residence.

And now, even here in this crowded hospital, the two of them were acting so brazenly, not even worried about being caught on camera. How shameless. Natalie was undeniably beautiful, with an hourglass figure and striking curves, clearly well taken care of. Meeting Shermaine’s gaze, she gave a faint, knowing smile – a subtle hint of triumph carefully masked behind her composed demeanor.

After a brief pause, Jameson composed himself and asked, “Shermaine, what brings you to the hospital?”

“Looking for someone.”

Jameson’s question was merely perfunctory; he hadn’t expected a real answer. Clearing his throat, he stepped out of the elevator with Natalie and introduced, “This is Ms. Keller.”

Sharmaine barely reacted, utterly uninterested.

Jameson got straight to the point. “I’ve decided to divorce your mother. From now on, Natalie will be the new mistress of our family.”

Shermaine was furious about Jameson’s infidelity, but what truly broke her heart was thinking of Ruth from those years ago. Looking at the photos, she could see that Ruth had truly loved Jameson; the tenderness in her eyes was unmistakable.

She probably never expected that Jameson’s love would come so quickly and fade even faster; in just a few short years, their marriage had crumbled. So, if they could get divorced, it would actually be a relief for her.

As for Ruth now, Shermaine was still holding onto her suspicions and determined to uncover the truth. It wouldn’t be long before everything came to light.

Natalie smiled politely and said, “Hello, Shermaine, my dear. You’re even more stunning than in your photos; I didn’t expect our first meeting to be so awkward. I do wish I’d prepared a proper gift for you.”

Shermaine smiled back, a cutting smile that pierced like an icy arrow. “Don’t bother. A homewrecker like you has no right to give me gifts.”

Natalie maintained her smile. “Apologies for the oversight.”

Compared to Wendelyn, Natalie was playing on a whole different level. It proved she was even more shameless and thick-skinned than most people.

After all, she was the woman Jameson had an affair with and still adored to this day. His face darkened as he snapped, “Shermaine, watch your tone!”

Shermaine shrugged and retorted, “Am I wrong?”

Jameson was livid but found himself tongue-tied.

Shermaine looked Jameson straight in the eye and said, “I don’t care if you get divorced or bring that woman into our family. If you have the guts to do it, it just proves you’re willing to cast aside your wife for your mistress.

“But mark my words: If she dares to step out of line after moving in, don’t blame me for what comes next.”

A woman who had been a married man’s mistress for over thirty years and bided her time this long must have ambitions. Shermaine doubted Natalie would truly be satisfied after marrying Jameson. After all, this woman still had a son.