A cold, robotic voice echoed through the receiver. "The number you have dialed is powered off. Please try again later."
My heart skipped a beat and plummeted.
Was Lucille actually mad at me?
Back at the Sterling Estate, she hadn't shown a shred of displeasure when I ignored and humiliated her. Yet now, after one single complaint over the phone, she was giving me the silent treatment and shutting off her phone?
She was giving me the cold shoulder?
My irritation spiked. I shoved my phone away, grabbed Ferris's arm, and turned to leave. "Let's go."
"Selena, wait a second." Ferris refused to budge, catching my wrist to stop me. "We can't just leave. Today is your Post-Wedding Homecoming. If we walk away now, Mom will be devastated, and it'll look terrible."
"She hung up on me, turned off her phone, and refused to answer the door after we knocked for ages! She's deliberately locking us out! Who's the one making things look terrible here?" Rage boiled over, and my frustration hit a breaking point.
I didn't give a damn about appearances anymore. I spent my whole life catering to everyone else's feelings—who the hell was looking out for mine?
I was done playing the obedient daughter. I wanted to sever ties with Lucille completely.
Even if it meant never stepping foot in The Hayes Residence again, I didn't care!
Ferris still held onto my wrist, refusing to let go. "Selena, don't be so impulsive. Maybe something else came up."
"What could possibly have come up? She's the one who showed up this morning to bring me back! She knew we were almost here! She's doing this on purpose just to shut us out!" Blinded by anger, I just wanted to get out of there.
I wanted to leave The Hayes Residence, to escape this place that only brought me pain.



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Story is fine but...Oh god! Such a slow and dragging story. She is always fainting or confused. Has no backbone, very irritating story. Better to avoid...