What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 248

"I am well aware," Josephine cut her off sharply. "Finnian was merely fulfilling his duty as the eldest brother. Whether it was you, a stray cat, or a dog, he would have crouched down to check on it."

Noelle felt an overwhelming wave of humiliation. In the old woman's eyes, was she really on the same level as a stray dog?

It was a vile insult.

"You're absolutely right, Grandmother. Finnian was just acting out of brotherly concern. There was nothing more to it." Despite the fury burning in her chest, Noelle forced herself to reply with cloying sweetness.

Josephine scoffed. "Then that presents a problem. Noelle, unlike stray cats and dogs, you hold a very specific title. You were legally wedded to Rafael. You are Finnian's sister-in-law. Now that you've returned and claimed the title of Miss Sanders, you aren't just representing yourself. You carry the dignity of the Sanders family on your shoulders."

Noelle felt an icy chill seep into her bones. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

"Fine. Since you have nothing to say, I'll say it for you." Josephine took a slow sip of tea to wet her throat. "Finnian's wife is Kaia. He is the head of this family and the CEO of the conglomerate. His public image is heavily scrutinized. Yet you chose to wrap your arms tightly around his neck in front of an entire crowd. Do you not realize how revolting that looks?"

Noelle felt as though she had been struck by a bat. Her lips began to tremble uncontrollably.

The moment she fell, she had indeed purposefully clung to Finnian's neck. In that split second, she had acted like a drowning woman clinging to a lifeboat, seizing any opportunity to pull him closer.

She never imagined the matriarch had seen right through her calculated act.

What could she do?

She thought she had hidden her intentions perfectly. She thought she had played her role flawlessly.

"Noelle." Josephine's voice dropped to a deceptively mild pitch. "How has the Sanders family treated you?"

Terrified, Noelle rushed to answer. "With boundless generosity."

"And how do you treat the Sanders family?" Josephine held her gaze.

Noelle was too frightened to speak immediately. Biting her lip, she finally stammered, "Grandmother, my devotion to this family has never wavered. This is my home. This is the place I want to protect. I am eternally grateful, and even a lifetime wouldn't be enough to repay my debt."

"Good," Josephine nodded, seemingly satisfied.

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