Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

Aria was sitting behind an intricate carved wooden table, on a chair that matched the antique appearance of the table. She was now wearing a simple white dress that Dalton had bought from a nearby store, and made her change to after so much arguments and hardheadedness from him.

It was when they arrived at their destination, that she found out about the beautiful destination of where they were going. The place was a simple but beautiful outdoor vacation closet with constructed water falls as its scenery, that was behind the secluded mountains they had passed through which was not far from the city. It was extremely beautiful.

Having no idea about why she and he had come there together, she just sat down carefully and went with the flow of things. If something were to help her to get rid of the thoughts in her mind, she would appreciate and use the opportunity to have fun judiciously.

Not too long she saw Dalton coming back from the beautiful canyon located in the spot where the car was parked, and he was holding in his hand a bottle of champagne and two glasses of glass cups. He immediately dropped it on the table and took his seat, which had Aria confused about exactly what was going on.

‘They didn’t drive that far from home to come and drink wine in a vacation spot right?’

Still, she watched him uncork the bottle and pour some in his glass cup, before passing the bottle and cup to her side even if Alex had politely advised him earlier, to pour it for her in any case.

The stare she gave him after he did that wasn’t so friendly at all, that she demanded to know exactly what was going on.

“Do you like the scenery?” he asked, instead answering the question that she had asked him. He tried to reason that maybe the beautiful sight would help her to feel better, rather than making her ask so many questions about why.

“I have not been to places like this with anyone, because I did not get to enjoy things like this in my youth. So I do not know how to enjoy them either. And that doesn’t even matter now, because I do not care about any of this. Why are we here?” She asked again.

“Why don’t you ever give me any other better look other than that disgust?” He asked, frustrated that even the little things that he was doing didn’t make her happy.

‘It sure was hard to ever please a woman.’

“And why are we doing this Dalton? We are not close as couples to drive far away from home, and come to someplace like this just to have a glass of champagne. The champagne might even have something in it for all I care,” she blurted out bluntly as she watched him take a drink from his own cup for affirmation, and immediately switched it with hers when he dropped it back on the table.

Her sudden action surprised him as he watched her fill his own glass to the brim, and drank almost all the contents without stopping on the spot, like someone who had been thirsty her entire life.

The look he had on his face when she dropped the cup on the table after heaving a sigh of relief, prompted her to sting him with his own words that he had said to her in the past.

“I wanted to be sure I will not be dying, by using that same cup you brought yourself. Sure, you are so clean enough not to transfer bacteria to me the way I would probably transfer one to you right? Oh, wait. You probably have one in you now, that you had forcefully put your lips on mine,” she sassed in a taunting tone. They had all treated her like a plague in the past so it didn’t matter.

Instead of using the glass cup any further, she just picked the bottle and gently chugged the contents into her throat. She had not been able to sleep well for a few days, and it was killing her body to exhaust.

“Why are you being like this, Aria? Hard to please and extremely difficult. Just enjoy everything since you have never had the chance to do that before!” he stated bitterly, already getting angry at everything she was doing.

First, she hated the fact that they were on a trip and were drinking without any told reason, and she had accused him of probably spiking the drink, then she was ruining the beautiful evening with her mood swings and mocking tone. But he couldn’t just do anything about everything. It was right for her to suspect everything he was doing.

“Why should I not be like this? I can never be happy whenever you are around, Dalton. It is sick to live as your wife and family. It is vain for me to be called a Miller. You are annoying as hell, and it is a fact. You are so heartless with your actions that you think are so captivating, and then you try to be nice again using your silly wealth for show. What an arsehole you are!” She retorted furiously, even if her face was refusing to contort into the perfect irritated face she wanted.

“And what do you think caused all of this?! You have enjoyed the privilege of being a part of the Miller family, and that is all that matters. All this was done with the power of money. Do you think if you were still so poor, you would be able to avoid the luxurious dresses and shoes you are putting on? No one would ever know you existed!” He shot up in pride and power that his wealth commanded, hating the fact that she was belittling the strength and capability of him.

“I do not know about that, but you should ask your selfish self. Should you not have persisted from the beginning, and not have agreed to get married to me no matter what? But yet you did, and allowed your family to trample,” she hiccuped slightly, “Trample mercilessly however they liked. Not every woman wants to be with you Dalton. I would rather live with another man who was dirt poor, but gave me peace and it is a fact. Not everyone wants to live in your fancy house to bear your name just because of your money, Dalton. It only brings forlorn and misery!” Aria yelled so angrily at him and hissed so much, trying to conceal every painful emotion that was engulfing her body.

She had been too strong her entire life and it had finally broken her too much. Too much beyond things she could say or tell anyone. There were so many things she wanted to say to him, but how could she when it would all be a futile waste?

Dalton’s body was shaken and affected by her words, which had never happened with any other person before. He had met so many women that threw tantrums and cried bitterly just to win his affection, that he just ignored their cuss words and ordered them out of his sight. But the woman before him was different.

He could see so much in her as she talked with fury, self disgust and hatred. How she would have stabbed him to the heart if she could.

She stood up immediately and took the last gulp of champagne, before she turned to leave wherever it was, that she didn’t even know. It was then that he realized.

Money could never make her happy. His wealth could not bring a smile to her face. He had thought of giving her every wealth and things she wanted in life, but she would slap it across his face and spit at him.

Dalton’s legs found themselves running after the pissed off lady who had left his sight, to wherever she could even if she had no idea of where they were.

His pride was still on an active level of pulling him back, but something was restricting his proper airflow if he remained sitting. The only way to feel better was to follow her.

“So what do you want now?!” He demanded from her immediately his hands grabbed her and turned her body to face him, when he figured out that she was tearing up so badly which seemed to dry off at his sight. It showed how much she hated to be weak in his presence.

“I just want you to get out of my face and sight. Just leave me alone and let me be!” She jerked free from him, but he was holding too tightly. It gave her the greater desire of wanting to strangle him right at that point.

“Okay, Aria. If that is what you want, then I will let you be and you can do whatever you want if it makes you happy. I have decided to let you go.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.