The Rejected Luna (Avery and Kaden) novel Chapter 154

Julian looked utterly bewildered. “Who are you?”

My face instantly hardened as I stormed into the room.

“Who let you in here?”

Mary saw me and frowned. “Weren’t you abroad taking care of Steven? Did he come back.

Her expression shifted from annoyance to pure rage when she saw Horace standing behind

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“Well, well! One old lover isn’t enough for you? You had to find a younger one, too? How many times have you cheated on Steven?!”

“No wonder Steven won’t touch you. He’s always been a clean freak. A woman like you, who knows what kind of diseases you carry. He’s right to stay away. I’m glad I didn’t give up. I had to check every single department in this hospital to find him. If I hadn’t, I would have missed this little rendezvous!”

“You little tramp! How did my son end up marrying a promiscuous woman like you? What a disgrace!”

Julian saw me and instantly understood. The situation was so shocking, he didn’t know what to be angry about first. He began to gasp for breath.

“Zephyra, this sharp–tongued shrew is your mother–in–law? And he’s disgusted by *you*?!”

Horace’s eyes narrowed, a dangerous glint in them.

I ignored him and rushed to Julian’s side. “It’s okay, Uncle Julian, don’t get worked up. I’ll handle this.”

Uncle Julian’s heart was weak; it had been less than two weeks since his surgery. I couldn’t let Mary agitate him.

His eyes were red with a mixture of anger and heartache as he looked at me.

I turned to Mary, who seemed to flinch. “Uncle Julian? This old man is your Uncle Julian? Why didn’t you ever mention him?”

Horace started to speak, but I stopped him.

I let out a cold laugh, not holding back. “Old man? Uncle Julian is younger than you. And even with a beard, he’s a handsome man. Have you looked in a mirror lately? Your wrinkles are so deep you could trap mosquitos in them. A bitter, nasty attitude makes even the most beautiful face ugly, and right now, you’re hideous. You have the nerve to call him an old man?”

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Mary’s face turned pale. “Zephyral”

My voice rose, sharp and cutting. “Shut up. Haven’t I told you to stop listening to your son’s nonsense? How much of what he says is even true? You’ve been fooled by him your whole life. You’re an old woman, haven’t you learned anything? And now you have the gall to come here and harass my uncle while I’m away?”

“I’m telling you, Uncle Julian has a heart condition. If you cause him to have an attack, I promise you’ll be on the front page of every newspaper tomorrow. ‘Wealthy Matron of the Lancaster Family Harasses Heart Patient into Critical Condition. Let’s see how you handle being drowned in public opinion then!”

Mary’s face was turning purple with rage.

I pressed on relentlessly. “You storm in here, making baseless accusations. I have to wonder, why are you and your son both so paranoid? Did your husband cheat on you constantly when you were younger? Did it twist your mind so badly that you passed on your paranoid genes to your children, making them just as obsessed with being cheated on?”

Mary struggled to breathe, her eyes bulging in disbelief.

“How dare you! I am your elder! Is this any way to speak to an elder?”

“An elder?” My eyes were like ice, my face a mask of cold contempt. “Someone like Uncle Julian, who protects me and cares for me, he is an elder. You? You’re just an old crone who should have died years ago.”

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