No Sex for Six Years Because of Her? I'm Done novel Chapter 606

Chapter 606 Get Out

She took a half–step back without meaning to, her face drained of all color.

That wedding portrait was her most treasured possession. It was one of the few keepsakes she had left of her late husband. She wore gloves even when she dusted it herself. How could she let anyone else so much as touch it?

And Amelia had dared to use it against her.

While Wilda was still sputtering with rage, Phoebe, still playing the innocent bystander, finally saw her opening.

She stepped forward and gently steadied Wilda by the arm, her brow creased with performative concern as she turned to Amelia. “Ms. Harlow, I understand you’re upset that something of yours is broken. But Mrs. Everett is getting on in years, and her health isn’t what it used to be. How can you talk to her like this? And say something that harsh just to rile her up? What if something really happened to her?”

It was as if the ones in the wrong were no longer them, but the “rude” Amelia.

Wilda seized on the out Phoebe had handed her and climbed right up it.

The exposed guilt in her chest was swallowed back up by fresh anger.

She flung a hand toward the doorway, past the point of reason. “Exactly! Look at your attitude! How did the Everetts ever let a woman like you into this house–no manners, no gratitude! You’re not welcome here. If you can’t stand living under this roof, then get out! You think just because Mason shields you, you get to lord it over the rest of us? If you really have any pride at all, don’t you dare stay here one second longer!”

Amelia felt she had truly had enough.

From the moment she moved in until now, she had yielded and compromised time and again, trying to use her sincerity to wear down that deep–rooted prejudice.

But in return, she received only escalated humiliation and trampling.

As it turned out, all efforts were in vain.

In this old woman’s eyes, she would always be the outsider trying to climb into a wealthy family and failing to deserve respect.

She looked at the aging face in front of her, twisted ugly with anger, and suddenly, it all stopped mattering.

Amelia nodded slowly. Her eyes were calm. “Fine.

“Then I’ll leave, Right now.”

Without another glance at either of them, she stepped back into the room.

There wasn’t a trace of hesitation in any of it.

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Wilda and Phoebe both froze.

Neither of them had expected Amelia to agree that cleanly.

A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened again.

Finished

Amelia walked out, pulling a small suitcase–just a few personal things and a few changes of clothes.

Wilda knew she’d pushed it too far just now. She’d only wanted to knock Amelia down a peg, remind her who really ran this house. She hadn’t actually meant to drive her out.

If Mason came home and found out, there was going to be hell to pay.

Her mouth opened. She almost called Amelia back, almost softened her voice enough to smooth it over.

But before a single word could leave her lips, Phoebe’s hand was already on her arm, the pressure light and careful, her voice low. “Mrs. Everett, don’t bother. Getting angry at someone like that just isn’t worth hurting your health over.

“Don’t worry. Where exactly does she think she’s going to do better than here? She’s just throwing a tantrum. She wants Mason to come running home and defend her. Let her taste a little hardship out there, let her feel what it’s like to actually go without, she’ll naturally understand the Everetts‘ kindness and come back on her own.”

Right. Amelia didn’t really have the nerve to leave for good.

This was just a game of play–hard–to–get.

Wilda decided on the spot that Phoebe was right. The flicker of regret and panic she’d felt a moment ago burned off in an instant, replaced by her usual arrogance.

Determined to uphold her untouchable dignity, she spoke as Amelia passed her on the way to the stairs, sneering at her back.

“About time you left! You have no idea where you belong. Let’s see how long you stay this full of yourself without the Everetts behind you!”

The vicious curse followed her from behind. Amelia only straightened her spine further.

One step at a time, she walked down the stairs and across the living room.

She went to the other house–the one she and Mason had been planning to live in.

The moment her fingerprint unlocked the door, the clean, untouched scent of the new house drifted out

to meet her.

And just like that, the house was welcoming its lady a little ahead of schedule.

Amelia didn’t bother with the main lights. She kicked off her shoes, didn’t even deal with her luggage, and walked straight to the living room couch and sank into it.

She sank all the way in, like it was a gentle set of arms opening to catch her.

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10:59 am

Chapter 606 Get Out

Everything here was quiet.

Finished

Wilda wouldn’t be here glaring at every little thing she did, picking her apart from head to toe with that scrutinizing gaze.

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