No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 14

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**My Heart Waited Too Long and Choosing Freedom**

“I’ve already told you, I didn’t do it,” she reiterated, her voice steady yet strained. “You can choose to believe me or not.”

Ethan, frustration boiling within him, yanked Amelia’s arm with a force that pulled her sharply to the side of the hospital bed. “Believe? The evidence is right here, right in front of us!” His voice was a low growl, edged with disbelief. “How am I supposed to trust your words? You need to apologize to Isla. Right now.”

At that moment, Hannah, who had been playing the victim throughout this entire ordeal, suddenly shifted gears, her demeanor turning almost magnanimous.

She wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, her voice softening as she said, “Ethan, please, don’t be like this. I… I really don’t think Ms. Harlow did it on purpose. I was so worried earlier that I said things without thinking. Ms. Harlow, please, don’t take my words to heart.”

“It’s all our fault,” she continued, her tone dripping with false humility. “Isla and I have been staying in your home for such a long time. It’s only natural that Ms. Harlow feels unhappy. If she wants us to leave, that’s… that’s understandable.”

As her words hung in the air, Isla, pale and fragile on the hospital bed, lifted her small face, her voice barely above a whisper, “Ethan, if I keep living here, will Ms. Harlow… will she make me sick again?”

The innocent query from the child struck Ethan like a physical blow. A wave of guilt washed over him, and he knelt beside Isla, his voice softening. “No, sweetheart, don’t be scared. This was just an accident.”

But as he turned back to Amelia, his anger flared anew, a raging fire that threatened to consume him.

“Amelia, I’m going to say this one last time. You must apologize. If you refuse, I swear I’ll freeze every card you own.”

Amelia, however, showed no signs of fear. Instead, a soft, mocking laugh escaped her lips.

“Go ahead,” she replied, her voice steady and sharp, like a blade cutting through tension. “Try it. Let’s see if I really can’t survive without you.”

Her gaze shifted past him, landing coldly on Hannah and Isla, who were perfectly synchronized in their performance. “Since you two enjoy acting so much, keep it up. Maybe you’ll get what you want sooner—Ethan and I are getting divorced. Then you can finally play house as a real family.”

“Amelia, shut up!” Ethan’s voice rose, veins bulging on his forehead, a clear sign of his rising fury. “I told you—I’m taking care of them because of Jack! You’ve misunderstood everything, and that’s why Isla got hurt, isn’t it?”

“You can think whatever you want,” Amelia shot back, her words laced with defiance.

With a swift motion, she tore her arm free from his grip, refusing to look back as she strode out of the room, her heart pounding with a mix of anger and resolve.

Ethan stood there, watching her retreat, his chest heaving with rage and frustration.

“Ethan, please don’t be angry,” Hannah said softly, stepping closer, her expression a mask of guilt. “It’s our fault. We never meant to cause a rift between you and Ms. Harlow.”

“And when you threatened to freeze her cards… that must have hurt her. She is your wife. It’s only natural for her to spend your money. You shouldn’t really…”

With each reasonable word Hannah uttered, Ethan’s anger towards Amelia intensified. In his mind, she had become this spoiled, unreasonable woman because he had been too lenient. It was time she learned a painful lesson; she needed to realize that the only way to hold onto what she had was to be a good, obedient wife.