Chapter 328
Chapter 328
Alexa’s emotions surged, her voice rising louder and shriller by the second.
Ever since that incident, whenever someone whispered and glanced her way, she was convinced they were mocking her. Even when her brother messa about Riley’s schoolwork, she felt he was sneering at her.
Alexa’s psychological pressure grew heavier, and her sleep quality plummeted. She’d become much gaunter these days, with significant hair loss.
Riley’s truancy ignited the anger she’d bottled up for so long. Just thinking about the sarcastic remarks made her tremble with rage
The house wasn’t soundproof, and her screams alerted neighbors upstairs and downstairs–some cursed in annoyance, while others kindly tried to calm
her.
“Alexa, calm down. Don’t make yourself sick,” a neighbor’s voice came from outside the door.
Riley tensed up, fists clenched as she glared at Alexa. “You blame your miscarriage on Aunt Valerie. I hang out with her because she truly cares about me. When I get bullied, she stands up for me, but all you do is scold me!”
“You still call her Aunt Valerie?!” Alexa raised her hand to stap Riley, but Wyatt grabbed her wrist. Turning to glare at Wyatt, she snapped, “Let go of me! She still thinks that bitch is good–I never should’ve given birth to her!”
“I didn’t ask to be born either!” Riley shouted. “You didn’t get my consent to have me! You hate me,
mom!”
and I hate you too! I wish Aunt Valerie were my
“How dare you?” Alexa roared.
Riley shrieked, “I said, I hate you!”
Wyatt strained to hold back the furious Alexa, while Clayton grabbed the agitated Riley.
Riley’s favor toward Valerie suddenly shifted to Clayton. She hugged him and sobbed, pouring out her grievances.
She shouted, “My classmates bully me, isolate me, and spread rumors about me. My parents won’t defend me or transfer me to another school–they force me to endure the bullying.”
“Uncle Clayton, I wanna die. I don’t want to be in this house anymore,” she screamed in tears.
“Then die!” Alexa snapped. “If you die now, I’ll finally be rid of this headache!”
“Alexa!” Clayton cut in, stopping them from saying more hurtful things.
Alexa’s anger pivoted to him. “You’re the one who brought that bitch back! Why did you ruin my family? Audrey came from a humble background, but she was good to us–she helped with chores every weekend without a single complaint.
“That bitch only knows how to spend your money and twist the truth. If she hadn’t called the police, John wouldn’t be arrested, Wyatt wouldn’t have been transferred, and I wouldn’t have miscarried.
“You idiot–instead of protecting your wife, you’re happy to raise someone else’s kid. Now your law firm’s bankrupt, you’re drowning in debt–this is all your karma!”
Lillian’s scream interrupted Alexa’s tirade. The living room crowd suddenly noticed Riley standing on the windowsill, ready to jump.
“No, no! Riley, come down,” Lillian cried, waving her hands in panic but afraid to approach and risk startling her.
“Riley, calm down. Listen to me–come down first,” Clayton said.
Wyatt felt his head about to explode. Ever since Clayton had Audrey committed to that damn psychiatric hospital, everything had fallen apart. He agreed
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with Alexa and resented Clayton deeply. If not for Lillan mediating occasionally, Wyatt would’ve au ties with him lồng xào
Riley” He tried to reason with her but was blocked by Alexa.
Gritting her teeth, Alexa said, “Want to commit suicide? Go ahead! I raise you, and you think it’s wrong? The real person hurting you a Vaterlan yad yanka a her as your only savior!”
She continued, “You idiotic brat might as well die now. Jump, and you’ll never hear others mock you again. I’ll finally be free of your disgraceto
“Stop!” Lillian’s legs wobbled, and she braced herself against the sofa to stay upright.
“Riley’s my granddaughter–I won’t let her die.” Turning to plead with Riley, she said, “Riley, sweetie, come down, please? If you don’t want to stay here I’ll take you away. Just come down first.”
“Where would you take her? Do you even have a house?” Alexa sneered. “You sold your house at a low price to pay Clayton’s debts. You can’t even survive without me–”
Suddenly, a sharp slap rang out. Alexa turned her head, taking a moment to realize she’d been hit. Holding her numb cheek, she said to Wyatt, “How dare you hit me?”
w he’d hit hard, but her words to their mother were too cruel, and her treatment of Riley too Wyatt clenched the hand that had struck her. He knew extreme. If Riley actually killed herself because of Alexa’s provocation, they’d face even harsher blame.
“Shut the fuck up,” Wyatt said while panting.
Alexa hissed, “Fine, perfect. Wyatt, I want a divorce.”
She ran out, clutching her face. The neighbors peering in quickly stepped aside as she flung open the door. Pushing through the crowd, she dashed outside and saw a familiar figure in the corner. “Bitch, go to hell!” she shrieked.
Riley’s fake suicide had been Valerie’s idea. She’d hidden in the shadows, waiting for the Patel family to cave so she could negotiate.
Clayton was no longer reliable–even if he had a legal duty to support her, his money wasn’t enough for her lavish lifestyle.
As a Patel family member, Riley couldn’t be ignored; if Valerie took on Riley’s care, the Patels would have to pay her.
Just as Valerie daydreamed about her bright future, Alexa charged over and kicked her hard in the stomach. Valerie let out a cry of pain.
Alexa straddled Valerie, yanking her hair with one hand and slapping her face with the other.
Though Valerie’s paralyzed body had regained some mobility, she lacked strength, so she’d abandoned work plans, intending to use Riley to drain the Patels of money.
Now pinned by Alexa, she couldn’t fight back but only scream as the crowd, noticing the new fight, decided the night had turned quite entertaining.
