Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

Aria came back to the mansion a few hours later after she had dropped Anna at the orphanage, with her hands holding on package bags that had wine and whiskey inside of it.

Ellen, whose mood was still in a foul one since the previous night of the party and also with meeting her grandfather, watched her climb the stairs without minding anyone, and saunter right to the direction of her room.

Even if she was so worried about what Dalton would do to her if he found out what she and their mother had done, she couldn’t help but bear in her face a scornful look for Aria.

She could not believe her eyes earlier that morning when she watched a video on the internet, and remembered that she had seen the newly shipped in limited edition dress that was on display. The one she desperately wanted to have for herself.

As she filed her nails and stared at the picture of the luxurious million worth dress, her mind immediately flashed back to the person she had seen wearing.

It was no one other than her brother’s wife that attended the party hours ago, and had blown every female in there off their minds. She definitely could not imagine it.

‘How would her brother buy something of that worth for his wife? Just why would he spend so much on someone he detested and didn’t care about?’

But she was in no place to ask anyone about it because her mother also had no idea, and asking Dalton wasn’t even an option. She just had to bottle up the anger by herself.

Watching Aria climb up the stairs without any regard like no one was standing there, Ellen could feel so much frustration amidst anger boiling in her blood and system. She hated that she could not do anything to the proud wife, who acted like she now owned the mansion to herself.

The fear that Dalton had not even said anything was too much to handle, so she stormed back into her room to grab her car keys, and a purse to match the brown dress she was putting on. Clubbing was surely a palliative to placate whatever bad feelings, and nervousness that she was feeling.

Alex hopped into the driver’s seat after Dalton had taken his seat in the back seat, and ignited it immediately for a drive straight to the mansion.

He wasn’t stopping at any six star hostel to have an appetizer as usual, and was awfully quiet than normal which made Alex really concerned.

Never had he liked Dalton’s angry and chaotic nature, but he could never enjoy the extreme hush that was present in the car space.

Unlike his normal self, he was not asking about Aria’s whereabouts all day, nor did he take a break from his tiring schedules. He even cleared the ones for the next two days except the meetings, that he had ordered Alex to reschedule to the next day, just to fill the time that there was nothing left to do.

“Sir,” Alex called softly, while keeping one eye on the map navigation, and the other on Dalton through the mirror, without making it obvious.

He couldn’t just stand seeing his boss colder than normal, and decided to talk about Aria if that would remind him that he had given them a trailing task.

It took a while for Dalton’s face to light up from the phone he was looking at, with a sinister and cold look that settled intently in his eyes.

Alex instantly realized that he could not just say something stupid or out of context, that would end up ruining everything for everyone that evening. He proceeded to say what he initially wanted to say anyways.

“It is Mrs. Miller, sir,” he paused for a while as he made sure not to make contact with Dalton’s eyes, through the Mirror again, “She took Anna to Martina hospital today, and had some tests done after they visited the doctor’s office. While she followed the nurse to go take the tests, Mrs. Miller remained in the doctor’s office all through,” he stopped again, knowing that what he was about to say next, would definitely be a catalyst to rile up Dalton.

“The nurse had to knock for a while after she came back a few minutes after, to present the doctor with an emergency report from the child’s examination. The door was locked,” he dropped.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

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The car which was about to take the last turn towards the route that led to the mansion, sped uncontrollably like the one under spell by Dalton’s orders to Alex who was driving.

As the car swerved into the compound of the mansion through the lonely flowered part of the road, it halted immediately in front of the mansion as Dalton came out of the car so quickly.

It was then that Alex realized that he might have said something, that would be beyond reasonable understanding or repair. His heart feared greatly for what could happen next, especially with the loads of anger that Dalton was carrying with him. He concluded that following behind him was not the best thing to do at that moment.

Aria heard the door of the library snap open with great force, as she turned around to see who it was that had decided to disrupt her peace.

It was when she saw whom the figure that was storming closer to her direction was, that she turned to face her art work like she had not seen him and continued her business.

He still looked so cute and handsome at the same time in his three piece burgundy suit, that even his rigid and aggravated facial expression could never turn ugly no matter how bad it contorted.

She knew no reason why he acted like a beast and barged into the library looking so pissed, but she definitely was never talking to him again about anything.

However, he had jerked her up with force when he saw that she was ignoring him, but she just broke free from his grip instantly with a stronger force of violence.

Swiftly, Aria pushed the artwork that she was still painting and stood aside, and put the white veil cover over it to prevent any accident that could occur. Without saying any words to him, she turned to leave the library.

“Where did you go this morning, and what did you do?!” He demanded so rudely, expecting that she would scowl at him in her usual way, and say words that would definitely rile him up.

She just ignored him and continued to proceed towards the door of the library, which was not any better way of making him feel better. It was as though she made everything worse, by the silent treatment that she was passing to him. Nevertheless, he was never going to let her be, or let her have her way.

“Answer me!” He yelled furiously, as she finally got to the door to open it only to discover that it was locked. This time around, she wasn’t his silly game.

“You think I wouldn’t take precautions, didn’t you?” He smirked at his smartness, but soon disappointedly watched her return back to her sitting position, without still saying anything to him. It made him lose it finally.

‘How could she know how to get crazy on his nerves, and drive him insane with her words and actions?’

“So, you are shamelessly cheating on me with another man, under the guise of taking an orphan for tests? Isn’t that so cheap for a wife of a billionaire from a prestigious home?!” He lashed out in one go, and that was the point that could never make her keep her mouth shut.

‘How dare he accuse her of infidelity?’

“I would not sit here and watch you sully my virtue as a lady, or tarnish my image with your disgusting mouth filled with lewd words! And even if I am sleeping with another man, does that count as cheating to you? We do not even have that kind of relationship!” She hissed with exasperation, with revulsion clearly seeping out of her face and body.

‘What did he take her for? How so stupid of him.’

“And do you want to have that kind of relationship?” He suddenly asked out of the point, which almost made her face droop in bewilderment of what he was saying.

. She was expecting him to pry more into what she really did at the hospital, since it was for a fact that the people that trailed her didn’t get any vital information.

“Have you finally gone crazy and out of your mind? Did you finally lose your self control because your play things are not around?” She questioned with any random word that just occurred to her mind. It was the least topic of what she would have expected them to talk about at that moment. Moreover, she was still so pissed at him to even talk about anything of such.

“I think we can actually take our relationship to another level,” he suddenly began so flirty, forgetting the rage that was burning through him a few minutes ago, as he began to move close to where she was sitting.

It was then that he noticed the dress she was putting on.

The way he was looking at her too was really uncomfortable, that she immediately stood up from the position that she was sitting.

Even if she was too angry to talk to him right now, she had to find the key because remaining in the room with him for too long would be suffocating. Any shit that detested her could certainly occur.

“And, we can also make babies too,” he uttered with a grin, as he continued to walk closer to her in a slow and rhythmic manner.

‘Was he drunk?!’