Rebecca was eating at the breakfast table. Elizabeth was also present there right now.

“Shawn told me that you’re planning on leaving the house,” Elizabeth said. “Is that true?”

“Yeah. With me gone, you will be happier, right?” Rebecca said.

“Of course, not.”

Rebecca sighed. “Let’s be honest. You’re one of those women who believe that your husband should spend every waking minute either working and earning money or doing things for you. You always go to parties, but I don’t remember you taking