Her Majestic Battle Cry

Her Majestic Battle Cry 833

Chapter 833

Amelia stared wide–eyed at Rebecca’s furious and twisted face. The words “divorce” and “get out” left her feeling dazed and empty–headed. Confused and helpless, Amelia slowly stood up and began to walk out.

“Come back here! I’m not done yelling at you! How dare you? How dare you?! Asking your mother–in–law to sell her things–you have no shame, you filthy wretch! You dirty little thing! Rebecca shouted, her intensifying as she saw Amelia trying to leave, “Come back here! Someone grab her!”

rage

Perhaps it was due to Amelia’s trembling body and unsteady steps that resembled a fragile vase on the verge of shattering but no one dared to physically restrain her.

Instead, they urged, “Madam Amelia, please wail!”

It was as if Amelia couldn’t hear them. She continued walking, step by step, back toward her own. courtyard. However, at the end of the corridor, she caught sight of Viola, heavily pregnant and supported. by Poppy

Viola had once handed her a pair of scissors. A shiver

buy two Evergreen Pills? Didn’t I tell you to get seven or eight?” Viola asked, her dissatisfaction clear. “Don’t even try to tell me you don’t have the money. I discussed it with Barrett last night. You’ll be managing the household from now on, and Barrett will contribute 30 percent of

covered them. “30 percent? Why is it 30 percent? Everyone else is contributing nearly all of their

we make it work? We’ve always managed before, haven’t we? Even

contribute 30 percent, you will take care of your own living expenses, food,

own expenses, then why would I contribute.

to speak

costs each month for all the maids and servants you keep? 30 percent won’t even cover

what about you? You’re raising children, but I don’t have to? I’ve sold all my

You’re jealous of me eating royal jelly. You want a taste too? Fine, I’ll set some aside for you every day. I’ve never seen someone so greedy–trying to snatch royal jelly from a pregnant

as she looked at Viola, who radiated confidence and wealth, starkly contrasting her

felt that no words would

time. She didn’t touch her food or water, lost in thought until her husband, Benjamin, came

of events. It was