He'd arranged everything exactly how Sherry liked it, and she was still giving him attitude.
"Look at Julia," Gilbert snapped. "I order her anything, and she eats it without complaining. Why can't you be half as reasonable as she is?"
Gilbert fumed and pointed, painting Sherry as a petty woman who picked fights for no reason.
Sherry knew this trick all too well.
"Are you really that stupid?" she shot back. "You know perfectly well why I ate that stuff! You were never home for dinner. Every good meal went cold because you kept putting it off. I couldn't cook something fancy in the middle of the night—it's not healthy. What else was I supposed to eat?
"Then you canceled all my cards. I couldn't even pull out 100 dollars. Every time I asked you for money, you said you'd bring food home—but you always came empty-handed. Again—what else was I supposed to eat?
"Do you think I'd choose this over real food if I had a choice?"
She hadn't wanted to say it before, afraid she'd look pathetic.
This was what she lived on after marrying Gilbert. Sometimes she didn't even get this much.
Hardly anyone would believe her if she told them.
This wasn't the first time she'd brought it up, and what happened? He never listened. He just decided this was what she loved, and this was all she deserved.
For a second, everyone stared at him.
Then they remembered they were up against Sherry. Wow—perfect opening.
"You've got hands and feet," Cathy snapped, dropping her fork. "You're not some housewife raising kids, earning her keep! You're just some useless woman who won't work and expects others to provide for you!
"You should be grateful you get anything at all! Any other guy would've kicked you to the curb ages ago. Only my brother puts up with you!"
Heather looked at Sherry with pure contempt. She'd finally found an opening to vent her recent embarrassment on.
"So you just moved in with the Harrisons to mooch? I suggest you leave before we kick you out too. You've got some nerve acting proud to live in our house."
Gilbert's expression cooled down. "The past is the past. Bring it up once, fine. But you drag it up nonstop like you're some poor victim. Even the Harrisons don't want you around. I'll give you two days to move back. Don't get thrown out and embarrass the Bode name."
Gilbert seemed to have forgotten—he was the one who said she was too busy with work, that she'd burn out if she kept her job.
That was why Sherry quit.
Now he acted like she was just a freeloader—and said it like he was completely in the right.


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