Chapter 1157 A Bolt from the Blue

Martha shot a baffled look at Gloria. She really wanted to know what Gloria was going to say.

"The photos I show you were taken on special days. Claude spent most of his time outside, saying that he was too busy at work. You never doubted it before, but what about now? Do you see anything wrong?"

Martha bit her lip and did not answer.

"That plaid shirt was a birthday gift from that woman. Claude is not a fan of it, if I recall correctly. But he put it on that day. Is that woman more important to him than you?"

Gloria's mouth curved into a sarcastic smile at the last words.

Martha's face was as white as a sheet. She tensed, and her hands clenched into fists in her lap. She looked worse than ever.

Martha only believed half of what Gloria told her because she was still kidding herself.

Gloria looked at Martha with a knowing smile on her lips. After a pause, she said casually, "Do you want me to go on?"