Delia pointed at the house and shouted, "Take away everything valuable, and smash what can't be taken.
"It's all my husband's money, and I won't leave this slut with anything."
Her voice was loud, and the comments online were all comforting her.
I remained cold-faced, watching their actions. Anger was rolling in my chest.
"Please leave, or I'll call the police!" I shouted.
I didn't want to argue with these people. Marc's betrayal had disgusted me to the core.
"Call the police? You slut, how dare you be so arrogant!"
The middle-aged women were furious and pushed me down onto the sofa. Meanwhile, Delia led her people upstairs.
"Everyone, my husband works so hard to earn money. This slut has no shame, profiting from him. Look at all the valuable things in this villa. I'm taking them all today. What I can't take, I'll smash!"
She commanded the middle-aged women, who began to ransack my rooms.
Soon, from my room, she pulled out a large pile of jewelry.
"I advise you to calm down. These things are very expensive! You can't afford to compensate for them!" I said coldly, watching Delia take out a box of jewelry.