Betrayed by the Father Reborn in His Rival's Arms novel Chapter 89

Madeline felt a bitter exhaustion. She hadn't even wanted to come here in the first place.

Lucius had commanded her to show up and placate the two elders, yet he was the one causing this awkward mess.

"Millicent, aren't you being a bit too harsh? How does Lucius and I arriving separately actually affect you?"

Millicent stared at her, her face contorted with profound disappointment.

As a woman who had lived through eight decades of high-society drama, she wasn't foolish. The implications of that woman's voice on the phone were crystal clear to her.

Especially with the absurd, scandalous history of Lucius's father, Alastair, serving as a glaring precedent.

Millicent stood frozen for a moment before locking her piercing gaze onto Madeline. "Madeline, you've been married to him for five years, and you still can't even keep your own husband satisfied."

"Did that miscarriage permanently ruin your body? Five years, and you still haven't managed to pop out a single child."

"What use are you? Can't you even keep him satisfied? If natural methods fail, isn't there technology for that? Even without a child, you can't just play dead. You need to beg him, serve him properly."

"If you were actually doing your job, do you really think Lucius would humiliate you like this?"

"It's pathetic. You're an absolute joke. If my life looked anything like yours, I'd throw myself in the river."

"Five years of marriage, and he won't even ride in the same car as you. Lucius must be utterly disgusted by you. If another woman is stepping all over you, you deserve it."

Millicent had despised her from the very beginning, going out of her way to make her life difficult at every turn. Back then, Madeline had been foolishly in love with Lucius, so she had submissively endured the abuse, never once pushing back against the old woman's archaic, toxic mentality. But now, she saw absolutely no reason to tolerate it.

"Millicent," Madeline began, her voice steady. "In your eyes, a woman's entire existence revolves around pleasing her husband. And if her husband doesn't love her, if he's impossible to please, it's still somehow the woman's fault. Is that right?"

Millicent heard Madeline's voice; it wasn't loud, but it resonated with an unmistakable strength.

In the past, Madeline had never dared to utter a single word of defiance. Millicent had no idea what had gotten into her today.

Millicent's gaze morphed into raw fury. "Of course it's your fault! Don't you understand that a woman's life revolves around her husband? He is the most important person in your existence. You must make sure he is satisfied with you at all costs, otherwise, what is the point of your life?"

Facing the old woman's furious finger-pointing, Madeline replied coolly, "Millicent, there's another saying that follows that logic: 'If a husband strays, a wife is free to leave.' It means that if a man cannot behave himself, his wife has every right to find someone better, rather than submitting unconditionally. Millicent, your Victorian-era nonsense makes you sound like you're still living in the dark ages. You're thoroughly marinated in outdated garbage."