From Wife to Aunt: His Worst Nightmare novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

My heart lurched, and I hurriedly snapped the laptop shut.

Steve walked in slowly with his rosary beads looped around his right hand. He looked just as

aloof and restrained as ever.

He gave the laptop a brief glance and looked away. Thankfully, he didn’t seem suspicious.

“Let’s talk,” he said, sitting down across from me.

I felt exhausted in a way I had never experienced before. I nodded and agreed, “Okay. Let’s talk.

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There wasn’t a trace of apology or explanation from him for what Isabel and Dorothy had done that night.

Instead, he said coolly, “I don’t want anything like you smashing the chapel to happen again. You’re an adult. You need to learn to control your emotions.”

My hands, which were resting at my sides, clenched into tight fists.

I shot back, “What about you? You hit me. You laid hands on me. Did you control your

emotions?”

Steve replied, “You were hurting Dorothy. I was just trying to get you to calm down.”

All the anger and resentment in my chest drained away in that instant, leaving behind nothing

but exhaustion.

I said softly, “Please leave. I… I’m tired. I want to sleep.”

By the end, my voice was almost pleading as I added, “Can you just let this go? I’m really tired.

Why was it that after destroying the most precious thing I had, he still had to come here and break my heart?

Steve’s cool gaze landed on the box. He hesitated and slowly reached out, like he wanted to

touch it.

However, I moved it away, and his hand froze in midair.

I looked straight at him and said solemnly, “Steve, you’re not worthy of touching her.

Subtle anger crept across his features. But in the end, he said nothing and left my room.

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The next day, laughter filled the villa once again.

Early in the morning, Dorothy was playing hide-and-seek with several young maids. Their

faces were unfamiliar. I hadn’t seen them before.

After checking with Maria, I learned that Steve had hired them specifically to keep his little princess company.

It was as if the tragedy of my daughter’s shattered ashes the night before had never happened. It seemed like I was the only person grieving.

I watched Steve, who was sitting on the couch and counting his rosary beads. His gaze trailed after Dorothy wherever she ran.

My thoughts drifted far into the past.

Once upon a time, hadn’t he treated me with the same care? Now, all those beautiful memories had been worn down by years of marriage. They had blurred into a damp and rotting mass.

The living room carpet had already been replaced.

Maria sighed quietly and whispered to me, “Isabel complained that the old carpet was stained with ashes and was concerned that it might be harmful to Dorothy. So, Mr. Griffin had it

changed.”

I smiled at the irony. “It’s fine. It should’ve been changed long ago.”

Everything in this house, including me, would be replaced soon enough. All it took was one

more month.

Just then, Dorothy noticed me. Perhaps because she remembered how I hit Isabel mercilessly last night, fear filled her eyes the moment she saw me. She immediately stopped playing and ran straight into Steve’s arms.

As he picked her up, his gaze became dark and unreadable as it fell on me.

“Let’s eat,” he said coolly.

He turned and walked toward the dining room, holding Dorothy in his arms like she was a piece of priceless treasure.

I felt a pang in my heart as I walked over slowly.

Isabel wasn’t at the table this morning. After all, she was a celebrity who valued her looks above all. She must have been too embarrassed to show her swollen face in public.

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I looked at the bland vegetarian breakfast spread across the table and didn’t feel like eating at all. My anemia seemed to have gotten worse. I felt light-headed from time to time, and my feet felt like they would give way at any moment.

Just then, a maid brought over another tray of food. There was an elaborate meal on it that contained ham, fried eggs, and shrimp.

The moment Dorothy saw the food, her eyes lit up. And she wolfed down the food happily.

Steve stroked her head dotingly. “Slow down. No one’s taking it from you.”

Dorothy suddenly puckered her lips and pleaded, “Daddy, can Mommy eat this too? Please?”

She clasped her hands together and acted cute shamelessly.

A trace of tenderness surfaced on Steve’s otherwise cool face. “Alright. She can have the same food as you.”

“Daddy’s the best!” Dorothy leaned over and kissed his cheek.

I stared blankly at the scene. Over and over, I wondered if Steve would have loved my daughter like this, too, if she hadn’t died?

Sadly, I would never know.

As Maria placed a bowl of oatmeal porridge in front of me, I snapped back to reality.

I pushed away the bland oatmeal porridge and asked, “Why is my food different from theirs?”

Only then did Steve lift his eyes and glance at me.

He continued feeding Dorothy as he said indifferently, “If you hadn’t insisted on eating meat in front of Dorothy yesterday, she wouldn’t have gone into your room looking for food. Whatever happened to the box is something you brought on yourself.”

At that moment, Steve demonstrated with painful clarity how pin the blame on the victim and practice double standards.

I took a deep breath and stood up while declaring, “I won’t be eating at home anymore. You don’t need to prepare food for me.”

I didn’t need to rely on Steve’s charity to survive. There were restaurants and various cuisines available everywhere. I could eat whatever I wanted. Wasn’t that far better?

But the moment I turned around, the world suddenly spun.

I clutched my forehead and desperately tried to steady myself to no avail. My vision went

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black, and I fell backward.

Just before I lost consciousness, it felt like I crashed into something solid and warm.

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I woke up in the hospital. Maria was the only one there with me.

Dark red blood flowed through the IV tube into my body. I hadn’t realized my anemia had

gotten so severe that I needed a transfusion.

Maria sighed in relief. “You’re awake, Mrs. Griffin! You scared me to death! You didn’t eat breakfast. Have some oatmeal porridge. There is also avocado toast.”

I frowned as I looked at the vegetarian food.

Steve could break his rules for Isabel. He let her and Dorothy live however they pleased. But why did I, the woman he had betrayed, have to live with all his personal preferences?

Even now, when I was in this condition, he would rather give me medicine and blood transfusions than let me recover through a balanced diet that would cause no side effects.

I asked Maria to prepare the same food Isabel and Dorothy ate. Even now, I stubbornly wanted to prove that whatever Isabel had, I could have it too.

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