From Wife to Aunt: His Worst Nightmare novel Chapter 6

Steve had always been high and mighty. There was no way he would personally ask me to continue preparing his vegetarian meals.

But he was an extremely picky eater, and he expected very high standards for his food.

So, he called Jake and ordered, "Find a chef who specializes in vegetarian cuisine. The salary isn't an issue. I want to see them tomorrow."

It was then that Isabel, who had been acting like a wronged houseguest since the moment she arrived, finally spoke up. "Ms. Yaxley, I know you have issues with me. I do understand I'm kind of intruding by coming to live here with Dorothy…"

My expression remained calm as I countered, "If you know you're intruding, then why do you still have the nerve to move in? Is there nowhere else in this world for you and your daughter to live besides my home with Steve? Is there no other way for you to have a roof over her head besides being the other woman?"

Isabel's face turned pale. She wanted to argue, but she held herself back. She teared up as she turned to look at Steve pitifully.

Only I noticed how tightly her fingers were clenched beneath the tablecloth.

Dorothy might have been young, but she could sense the hostility in my voice.

Frightened, she ran to Steve and climbed onto his lap.

Then, she asked in a small voice, "Daddy, who is this lady? She's so scary…"

Steve said gently, "Don't be afraid, Dorothy. She's not a bad person."

He shot me a warning look. However, he didn't lash out at me in front of Isabel.

I figured it was probably because he had brought them home right under my nose. I was being cooperative by not stirring trouble or throwing a tantrum. So, no matter what, he was the one in the wrong.

He couldn't very well expect me to accept his mistress and smile politely while doing it.

Since Isabel failed to provoke a fight between Steve and me, her displeasure was obvious. All of the vegetarian dishes on the table tasted like cardboard to her.

I couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

Steve had been a staunch vegetarian for three whole years. I loved to eat meat, but I gave it up and ate the same meals as he did for the last three years.

Isabel wanted to steal my man, but she couldn't even get past the first hurdle.

I was done eating, so I set down my fork and left the table under their various complicated gazes.

When I got back to the guest room, I took a deep breath and looked around the house I had lived in for nearly four years. I had moved from the master bedroom to the guest room. I guessed that made me more of a guest in this house now.

I hadn't slept at all the night before. When I tried to catch up on rest in the afternoon, there came a knock at the door.

When I opened it, Isabel was standing outside, holding a large bag.

She said softly, "I'm sorry, Ms. Yaxley. These are the wedding photos of you and Steve. He said it wouldn't be good for Dorothy to see them, so could you please put them away?"

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