A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 273

"That's the life of a miserable woman!"

"If anyone actually cared about her or loved her, they would never have let her work like a dog while she was pregnant!"

"Waking up at the crack of dawn with a massive belly to cook breakfast, serving everyone, and then going to work? Working until the exact day she went into labor? Handling her own delivery to save a few bucks? That's not even human!"

"I am nothing like her! I have parents who adore me, a brother who protects me, and a husband!"

"I grew up spoiled and loved!"

"If anyone tried to make me live like that, my dad would have his lawyers destroy them!"

"So please, stop comparing me to a woman who was treated like livestock!"

Shelly's hysterical cries practically rattled the ceiling fixtures. The walls seemed to vibrate with the sheer volume of her breakdown.

*She really is a spoiled rich girl from a wealthy family...* Eleanor thought, analyzing Shelly's outburst. It only confirmed her suspicions.

Shelly hadn't been living with them for very long. Eleanor had never found an appropriate moment to flat-out ask, *'How much are your parents worth?'* She only knew they owned property downtown and ran some sort of business.

But hearing Shelly brag about her background meant she was undeniably a valuable financial asset for Quentin.

Instantly, Eleanor slapped on a warm smile and wrapped her arms around Shelly, comforting her with motherly patience.

"You're absolutely right, sweetheart. A woman's fate is tied to how she's treated."

"Winifred was capable, sure, but that's only because she had a terrible life. She had no one to take care of her. If she wanted to survive, she had to work herself to the bone."

"But you are completely different."

"You're your parents' precious princess. You don't need to force yourself to be some indestructible superwoman."

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