Three years of loving him, three days to erase myself from his world novel Chapter 51

Clara Vance rushed to the hospital, exhausted from the journey. Unable to wait for the elevator, she took the stairs. On her way, she received a call from her nephew saying her sister had been transferred to a ward, but the specific follow-up was still unclear... She breathed a sigh of relief. As long as there was no danger, it was fine. But just as she reached the door of the ward. Inside came the impatient voice of her brother-in-law, Zane Sutton. "Look at you, suffering such a minor injury and calling me over. Do you know I was at a business dinner? That dinner is crucial for my upcoming promotion. Can't you weigh what's more important? So annoying." Rosalie Vance was injured and in pain. Looking at her husband, who didn't care about her life or death at all, grievances surged out of her. Her eyes turned red. "Zane Sutton, you are my husband. If I have an accident and don't call you, who should I call? Also, what counts as a big deal and what counts as a minor issue? Does it only count as a big deal if I die?" Being retorted like this, Zane's temper flared up. Glaring and raising his voice, he spat, "I was working! How can I feed you if I don't work? Shut up and stop talking to me! I just can't communicate with a woman like you who stays at home all year round!" Rosalie choked, her heart instantly chilling to the extreme. She really wanted to ask: What did he tell her when they got married? And didn't he know perfectly well why she stayed at home instead of going out to work? By the bed, little Miles Sutton watched his parents argue. With red eyes, looking like a kitten caught in the rain, he didn't dare to speak, holding tightly onto his mother's hand. Rosalie's heart ached for her son, so she looked away and stopped arguing with him, reaching out to stroke her son's head. Seeing this scene, Zane snorted. "Now you know to care about your son? Why didn't you pay more attention when you took him to school this morning? Look at the present, because of you, how much trouble has been caused? You delayed our son's schooling and my work. Furthermore, now that you're injured, won't you have my mom and me take care of you?" Every word was like a poisoned knife, piercing straight into Rosalie's heart. Rosalie turned pale, covering her son's ears and enduring in silence. Outside the door. Witnessing all these scenes, Clara could no longer tolerate it. She pressed the door handle forcefully and walked in with a dark expression. Hearing the sound, Zane frowned and turned his head. Seeing it was Clara, he immediately burst into a smile and stepped forward to welcome her. "Clara is here, come in quickly, sit down. I also just arrived. As soon as your sister called, I rushed over..." A bastard who acted like an arrogant lord at home but a groveling coward outside. Clara knew he looked up to her because of Julian Lowell. Giving him a cold side-eye, she didn't speak and walked straight to her sister and nephew. After greeting her sister. She bent down and said to her nephew, "Miles, go outside and buy a bottle of mineral water for your aunt." Miles nodded obediently, "Okay." He left. Now, there were only three of them in the room. Counting on Clara to put in a good word for him with Julian Lowell, Zane kept trying to flatter her. "Clara, what do you want to eat later? Your brother-in-law will go buy it for you." "Clara..." Clara ignored him. After expressing her concern for her sister for a moment, she turned around coldly. "Zane Sutton, there's no need for you to be like this. What does my relationship with Julian Lowell have to do with you? If there is any relationship, it's with my sister. Does it have half a dime to do with you? Can you get that clear?" Zane instantly choked, his face alternating between red and white, knowing she was rebuking him for the words he had just snapped at Rosalie... "Clara..." Clara stood up coldly, "Zane Sutton, let me tell you, if I ever find out you're bullying my sister again, I won't let you off! Not to mention your job, I'll even take back the house your family is living in right now!" Rebuked so harshly, Zane stared wide-eyed, but he didn't dare to vent his anger, acting cowardly to the core. "Understood, there won't be a next time..." Finally, it was Rosalie who intervened to stop her. Clara then let it go. Zane left resentfully. After closing the door, he spat in a low voice. "Bitch. A bitch with parents who gave birth to her but didn't raise her. Three years ago, if I hadn't promised Rosalie to take care of you, you would have been dead by now!" Suddenly, thinking of something. His triangular eyes lit up. He glanced back at the ward and sneered, "If that's the case, just wait! Since I have that thing, I'm not afraid you won't help me." He left cursing. Inside the ward. "Sister, divorce Zane Sutton." Clara poured a glass of water for her sister and said very calmly, "When the time comes, ask for the house back, and I will give you a sum of money. You can live with Miles."