Chapter 115

“You’re calling me pathetic?”
Daniel’s large, angular hand clamped around her jaw, his laughter cold and sharp.
Her contemptuous words cut through him like a knife, slicing deep into the heart he’d tried so hard to shield.
Aurora smiled faintly, her voice barely above a whisper. “You know better than anyone if you are or not.”
Rage flared in Daniel’s eyes, dark and wild. For a split second, Aurora braced herself-convinced he might just strike her.
“So this is how you trample on my feelings? Fine. I’m pathetic, then.”
He let go and stormed out, his footsteps echoing down the hallway.
Aurora stared at his retreating, angry silhouette as tears spilled down her cheeks. She pressed her forehead against the wall, fighting to keep herself from sobbing out loud.
Daniel had come back to defend her, and he hadn’t taken Samuel’s side. She’d felt the sincerity in his actions. It had shaken her resolve.
But then she remembered Mr. Hogan Chambers-how he’d sent Jordan to harass her again and again, nearly sending her grandmother to an early grave.
How could she stay calm after that?
A warning from Hogan Chambers never came just once. If it happened again, the consequences would be unbearable.
Between Daniel and her grandmother, she could only choose her grandmother.
So be it.
Let it end.
End this marriage that had been lopsided from the very beginning.
Daniel’s face was stormy as he reached the elevator. When the doors slid open, Will stepped out, holding a bottle of medicine the housekeeper had just delivered. “Mr. Chambers,” Will greeted.
Daniel’s eyes dropped to the medicine, his mind replaying Aurora’s cutting words and that mocking smile.
He let out a bitter, self-mocking laugh. All his efforts, all his attempts to make things right-in her eyes, they amounted to nothing but a pitiful joke.
“Take the medicine to her. Let her make it herself,” he ordered coldly.
Will instantly realized-Mr. Chambers must have had another fight with his wife.
“Yes, Mr. Chambers.”
He carried the medicine into the hospital room, where he found Mrs. Chambers sitting motionless in a chair, her eyes red and swollen.
He quietly explained how to prepare the medicine.
Aurora nodded numbly, her voice rough from crying. “I understand.”
Will left without another word.
Grandma Grace drifted in and out of sleep. After Aurora managed to get her to take the medicine, her spirits lifted a little.
Aurora finally let herself breathe, then stepped out to arrange a transfer to another hospital.
The doctor seemed surprised. “Mr. Chambers’ father gave orders for your grandmother to remain here for more treatment. She’s not well enough to be moved.”
Aurora pressed her lips together. What was Hogan Chambers scheming now?
She insisted on the transfer.
The doctor glanced over his shoulder and called, “Sir?”
Aurora turned, her face emotionless.
Hogan Chambers stood there, his expression unreadable. “Your grandmother’s not well. She shouldn’t be moved,” he said coolly.
Aurora’s eyes reddened. Her grandmother’s condition was all his doing, and now he stood here pretending to care? The hypocrisy would have been laughable-if it weren’t so cruel.
She’d learned her lesson. She knew her own limits now, so she kept her thoughts to herself.
She said nothing.
Hogan Chambers, for his part, felt a twinge of regret but refused to admit he’d done anything wrong. Even now, he couldn’t face up to the person he’d hurt.
He muttered a promise, “It won’t happen again.”
“Stay here. Take care of your grandmother.”
Hogan Chambers refused to let them transfer, so Aurora had no choice but to stay.
During this time, she got a call from Fiona. The moment she heard her voice, Aurora hung up.
Fiona was trying to plead for Samuel. Googlᴇ search.net
But Aurora was done forgiving.
And honestly, being sent abroad was already the mildest punishment Samuel could get.
…
At the Quinn family home.
Eleanor’s face was streaked with tears, her pale skin blotchy with regret. “It’s my fault. I never should have crossed Aurora, and now you’re paying the price for
me.”
Samuel was tired and frustrated, but when he saw his little sister-his beloved, spoiled sister-apologizing with red, swollen eyes, his heart softened all over again.