Beyond the Divorce

I did not expect to see Melanie already at the house when I arrived.

When she sawwith the thermos and the caregiver, she immediately said sarcastically, "What is the meaning of this? Do you still consider yourself a daughter-in-law of the Murphy family? Didn't you take Grace away? Why did you bring her back? Were you trying to leave her at the hospital to end it all? You were scared she would die in your grand mansion, weren't you?" She spoke without a shred of decency.

I ignored her completely and went straight inside. I found Grace in bed in the master bedroom. Matthew was nowhere to be seen. "Why are you being so stubborn, mom? You should stay in the hospital for a few days and get the full course of medication. It'll be good for your health, and it'll help with the pain," I scolded her. "Where's Matthew?" "Don't blhim. It was my decision to cback here. I'm more comfortable at home, and I want to stay here for a few more days. Matthew has sbusiness to attend to at the company." She looked at me, sitting up. Perhaps the medication from last night had worked; she seemed exceptionally spirited today.

I quickly handed her the thermos. "I made you sbreakfast. You should have snow. I hired a special caregiver for you, too. If you really don't want to go to the hospital, I'll discuss it with Matthew. We can administer the medication at has well. The special caregivers are skilled at that, but you need to listen to what we say." Grace got out of bed and went to the dining room.

I followed hurriedly, and reached the kitchen to get her utensils for breakfast. But Melanie walked up and overturned the table. "What are you doing? Why are you still calling her mom? Go on, keep calling her that! Let's see what she's going to eat now." The breakfast I had carefully prepared was ruined.

I was furious. "What the hell are you doing, Melanie? I don't care that you didn't get her breakfast, but this is unforgivable!" I walked over, opened the front door, and called the neighbors over. "Con, all of you. Csee what Melanie did today." Then, I called Matthew on the phone, scolding him sternly. "Where are you? Speak up!" "I, uh... Something's going on at the company. I chere to handle it." Matthew realized what was going on when he heard my tone. He was trying to make excuses for himself.

"Cback right away, or you'll suffer the consequences!" I shouted, then hung up.

I pointed at Melanie and recounted everything she had done to her mother-in-law. Whenever she tried to interrupt me, the neighbors would shush her.

Grace sat there, visibly shaken. She pointed at Melanie and scolded, "You heartless wretch!" But as soon as Grace finished speaking, Melanie slapped her in the face. "How dare you raise your voice at me!" The old lady immediately fell to the ground. I exclaimed and quickly rushed forward to pick her up. While my back was turned, Melanie ruthlessly kickedin the back.

Pain pierced through my entire body.

When she tried to hit Grace again, I saw red. I entrusted Grace to the caregiver and turned around to confront Melanie. In a burst of anger, I grabbed her hair with strength I never knew I had. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

I seized Metanie, straddled her, and pummeled her mercilessly. I didn't realize how ferocious I had become. She tried to fight back, but the neighbors, who knew what she had done, pressed her down as well. Before I could vent all my anger, Matthew rushed over. He knew something was wrong when he saw the house full of people. He pushed through the crowd and sawbrutally beating Melanie.

Kavein Immediately, he grabbedand threwaside. I fell, but fortunately, the neighbors caughtand preventedfrom hitting the ground. "Chloe! What the hell are you doing?" Matthew yelled at me, glaring.

He picked up the battered Melanie and hugged her. Melanie took advantage of the situation and began to wail loudly. She did not say a word about what she had done.

I glared at Matthew resentfully and loudly demanded, "Don't you want to know why I beat her up, Matthew?" "Stop making a scene! If she's done et something wrong, I'll deal with it. There's no need for you to try to show off your authority here. Who do you think you are?" Matthew shouted at me, his eyes filled with anger as if he wanted to tearapart.