Accidentally Yours, My Super Rich Second Husband-Chapter 20: Garbage Picker’s Prize

Delphinia froze momentarily as her eyes locked on Adalaine. Every fiber of her being screamed for her to turn around and leave. Yet, she stood her ground. She wouldn’t give this woman the satisfaction of thinking she was running away, not today. Instead, she straightened her shoulders, gripping the handle of her shopping cart tighter like it would keep her steady.

"Ah, Delphinia!" Adalaine’s overly sweet voice called out. "Good to see you again."

Delphinia’s lips pressed into a thin line as she turned to face her. Adalaine—the third woman in her marriage. The woman who had ripped her life apart and danced on its ruins with big smile on her face.

Delphinia’s looked Adalaine up and down, taking in her perfectly put-together look. Fair, flawless skin, platinum-blonde hair that flowing in waves, bright blue eyes that sparkled with malice, and a tall, graceful figure that could rival any model. Yes, Adalaine was beautiful. Shame that all that looks covered up a pretty ugly soul.

For a moment, bitterness flickered in Delphinia’s chest, but she swallowed it down. She’d cried countless tears over this woman and the damage she’d caused. But those days were over. If there was one thing Delphinia refused to do, it was feel small in front of someone like her.

"Adalaine," Delphinia said coolly, her voice devoid of warmth. She rolled her eyes and turned her cart, moving to the next aisle.

But Adalaine wasn’t about to let her off so easily. She followed, the sound of her heels clicking sharply on the floor.

"You know," Adalaine began, her voice wrapped with mock sympathy, "Kai seems so much happier now. It’s like a weight has been lifted since your divorce. Everyone was so relieved. We even had a little celebration party after you left."

Delphinia didn’t respond, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. She busied herself with inspecting a box of cereal, her fingers tracing the nutritional information she wasn’t even reading.

"Oh, and you won’t believe this," Adalaine continued, unfazed by Delphinia’s silence. "We’re having our engagement party at The Royals next month. It’s going to be stunning, of course. I’d invite you, but I didn’t want to make anyone uncomfortable by having you there."

Delphinia snorted at that, shaking her head. "Don’t worry, Adalaine," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I wouldn’t come even if you begged me."

Adalaine smiled triumphantly, as if she’d won something. "I hope you’re not mad at me, you know, for having everything you used to have." She leaned in slightly, her blue eyes sparkling with cruelty. "Your husband, your house, your room, your bed, your—"

Delphinia cut her off with a sudden laugh, loud and sharp, startling Adalaine. She turned to face her fully, her expression calm but there was a fire in her eyes.

"Do you really think I’m mad?" Delphinia asked, raising an eyebrow. "Mad? At you?" She tilted her head mockingly. "Oh, Adalaine. If being a garbage picker is something you’re proud of, then I’ll root for you."

Adalaine blinked, confusion flashing across her face. "A garbage picker?" she repeated, clearly taken aback.

Delphinia nodded, a sweet smile on her face. "Yes, a garbage picker. You know, someone who collects trash. And that’s exactly what you’ve done. Collected the trash I threw away." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Adalaine’s expression hardened, the smugness on her face faltering as Delphinia’s words sank in.

"Kai is nothing but trash," Delphinia continued, without missing a beat. "Getting rid of him was the best decision I ever made. But if you want to keep flaunting him around, go ahead. It’s disgusting, really, but I guess it suits you two."

For a moment, Adalaine’s looked caught off guard, but she quickly recovered, her smile turning sharp and intense. "You’re just jealous," she said, flipping her platinum hair over her shoulder. "I don’t blame you. It must be hard, being so pathetic and unloved. I understand, Delphinia Harrington."

Delphinia froze, her breath catching in her throat.

Adalaine laughed, the sound ringing out like a bell of triumph. "Oh, did I hit a nerve?" she said, leaning in closer. "No one wants you, do they? Even your family threw you away. The Robinsons, the Harringtons—none of them cared. And friends? What friends? You’re a loser, Delphinia. Honestly, why are you even still here? What’s the point?"

Delphinia’s hand tightened around the cart handle, her knuckles turning white. Her heart pounded furiously in her chest, anger and humiliation taking over.

"Shut up," Delphinia said through clenched teeth, her voice low and dangerous. "You don’t know anything about me, so shut your mouth before I shut it for you."

Adalaine smirked, tilting her head mockingly. "Oh? Who are you trying to fool? You don’t have anyone who cares about you. Well, except maybe that woman with the black bob hair. But even she probably just pities you."

Delphinia’s composure cracked,her eyes tearing up as Adalaine’s words hit harder than she expected. She clenched her fists, every fiber of her being wanting to wipe that smug expression off Adalaine’s face. But beneath her rage, there was a small, horrible voice whispering that Adalaine was right.

She was pathetic.

Her chest heaved as she struggled to hold herself together. She wouldn’t let this woman see her cry.

Adalaine laughed again, clearly savoring her victory. "That’s what I thought," she said, flipping her hair once more before turning to leave. "It’s been fun, Delphinia. Try not to cry too much, okay?"

As Adalaine casually walked away, Delphinia stood frozen, her hands trembling as they gripped the cart. It felt like the lights were too bright, the noise too much, and the other shoppers’ chatter was just making her want to scream.

Her eyes burned, but she forced herself to blink back the tears. She wouldn’t cry. Not here, not now. Taking a deep, shaky breath, she pushed her cart forward, determined to finish her shopping and leave as quickly as possible.

Adalaine might have won this round, but Delphinia silently vowed to herself that she wouldn’t let her win the war.