Chapter 14
I stayed in the hospital for three days.
Juliet came every day to keep me company. Steve never showed up again, and Maria didn’t come either.
I heard from her that Isabel ordered her to make caviar dishes every day and deliberately found faults with her over trivial things. As a result, she had no time to come to the hospital at
all.
Today, the doctor finally said I could be discharged. He gave a stern warning, though. From now on, my diet had to be balanced. He reminded me that under no circumstances was I to eat a purely vegetarian diet again.
I agreed solemnly.
On the way back, I stopped by a supermarket and bought an electric pot and fresh ingredients that consisted of both meat and vegetables. Fortunately, every room in the Griffin villa was spacious. Even the guest room had more than enough space for a small pot to cook my own
meals.
When I got home, dinner had just been prepared.
As I passed by the dining room, I caught a glimpse of the table. There were both vegetarian and meat dishes laid out on it.
Steve was still eating vegetarian food, but Dorothy and Isabel were free to eat anything they
liked.
I remembered how the refrigerator in this villa had never been allowed to contain even a trace of meat in the past. But now, they could eat meat right under Steve’s nose, and he tolerated it without a word.
It turned out that all those strict rules he once upheld had only existed because the person he was willing to break them for hadn’t appeared yet.
I turned away from that heartbreaking, bitterly ironic scene and headed for my room.
Just then, Isabel noticed me. “You’re discharged, Ms. Yaxley. Have you fully recovered? I was planning to take Dorothy to visit you at the hospital.”
I stopped and looked at her coldly. “Thanks for your concern. As you can see, I’m not dead yet. If you’re hoping to become the next Mrs. Griffin, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait a little longer.”
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Chapter 14
Isabel’s expression shifted, but she quickly put on a guilty look. “I wanted to apologize for the other day. I’m sorry about Dorothy accidentally knocking over and breaking the box. Please forgive her and also forgive me for not keeping a good watch over her.”
I replied unenthusiastically, “What good is an apology with just words? Is that what you’d call a sincere apology?”
My string of questions put her between a rock and a hard place. If she didn’t respond, it would mean she was indeed being insincere by merely apologizing perfunctorily.
Hence, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, “Then, what should I do to show my sincerity, Ms. Yaxley?”
I sneered coldly, “You smashed the box and scattered my daughter’s ashes. How is that any different from digging up someone’s grave? Don’t you think whoever spilled the ashes should kneel and prostrate themselves to show that they’re really sorry?”
Isabel immediately shifted the focus to Dorothy. “Ms. Yaxley, Dorothy is just a child. Asking her to do that is going too far, isn’t it? From the day she was born until now, Steve has never allowed her to suffer the slightest grievance.”
I looked up at her unflinchingly. “You’re her mother. If you failed to discipline her properly, shouldn’t you take responsibility in her place?”
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