Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 414

Chapter 414

Yet before Sharon’s hand could land on Carter’s face, her wrist was caught in a firm grip.

Carter’s chiseled features flickered in and out of the shadows beneath the dim moonlight.

“You’ve slapped me enough times already. That’s enough.”

His grip was iron-unyielding, impossible to break free from.

Sharon lifted her eyes to look at Carter, her gaze brimming with a hatred and disgust deeper than ever before.

“It was you, wasn’t it? You took the opportunity that was meant for me and gave it to Kelly.” Her voice trembled with fury.

“If I’m not mistaken, not only did you turn down Maestro Warner on my behalf, you even brought Kelly to meet him, didn’t you?

“You probably told him I wasn’t well-educated, that I’d been a housewife for years, and would need to take care of a family in the future. So why not give the chance to Kelly instead?

“She’s hardworking, driven, and never gave up despite her illness. Giving the opportunity to me would just be a waste, isn’t that right?”

Her tone was questioning, but her expression was full of certainty.

What was left to doubt?

Her wedding, her necklace-now even the opportunity she had fought for was handed away in the same fashion.

Looking directly into Carter’s eyes, she demanded, “Carter, why is it that everything that’s rightfully mine… you can just casually give to Kelly without a second thought?

“What unspeakable crime did I commit against her? Did I slaughter her family? Defile her ancestors’ graves? Do I owe her some unpayable karmic debt from a past life?

“Who the hell gave you the right to make these decisions for me?”

He remained silent for a few moments, then finally spoke, “Kelly’s condition might not improve. She… needs this chance more

than you do.”

Smack!

Her free hand struck him hard across the face.

She was so furious her fingers trembled. The blow wasn’t even that painful, but the fury behind it burned.

She stared him down with a chilling smile.

“What’s next?” she asked. “Give up my studio? Hand over my violin? Let’s see…. what else do I have that you can offer her?”

Her voice sharpened with bitter sarcasm.

“Oh, I’ve got it. Next, you’ll come for my life. After all, she’s terminally ill and doesn’t have much time left, while I’m perfectly healthy.”

Her eyes gleamed like blades under the moonlight.

“So why not kill me now, before I have time to defend myself? Take my life. Otherwise, when her condition worsens again, you’ll blame me for cursing her!”

The moon reflected in her eyes, casting a sheen of unshed tears.

She hadn’t cried in a long time. Ever since she decided to divorce Carter, she had vowed never to shed another tear for him.

But in this moment, when once again something that was rightfully hers had been stolen by him, her emotions finally broke

loose.

Carter froze, taken aback by the tears welling in her eyes.

On instinct, he reached out to wipe them away.

Sharon turned her head sharply, avoiding his touch.

She closed her eyes briefly, refusing to let a single tear fall. Then she drew in several deep breaths, forcing her emotions down.

When she opened her eyes again, the tears were gone. Her gaze clear and steady once more.

She had lost control.

And for what? She already knew the kind of man he was.

What was there to be angry about?

And yet, the moment she discovered the truth, her fury had overridden all logic.

She had fought tooth and nail for just a sliver of opportunity, only for him to play the benevolent saint and offer it to Kelly on a silver platter.

She could still see Kelly’s smug, provoking smile as she left earlier.

Sharon’s voice turned ice-cold. “Carter, if there were a knife in front of me right now, I would not hesitate to drive it straight into your chest.”