Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 31

“Still no call from Izzy?” Amalia asked as she walked into Monica’s room, only to freeze mid–step. Her eyes widened at her daughter was dancing in front of her phone, wearing nothing but her underwear.

“What the hell-”

“Mom! Will you fucking knock!!” Monica snapped, grabbing her phone.

“Will you lock your damn door?” Amalia hissed, horrified. She yanked a blanket off the bed and shoved it at Monica. “What the hell are you doing? Are you recording yourself for Calen?”

“Mom!” Monica’s face twisted in irritation as she snatched a robe and threw it over herself. “What are you even doing here?”

“I knocked! You were too busy shaking your hips to notice.” Amalia gestured wildly. “You–I don’t even know what to do with you anymore! Didn’t I tell you to try staying away from that man? What if Izzy discovers this affair?”

“It’s none of your business,” Monica muttered, pouting. “What do you want?”

“The cards are still declined,” Amalia said, folding her arms. “And that damn lawyer hasn’t sent this month’s allowance. I thought it would be deposited directly into my account.” She didn’t wait for Monica to respond, launching into her next complaint. “I had to call the bank to check, and of course, there was no new transaction. Can you believe that? What are we supposed to do now?” She slumped onto the bed dramatically. “Do you think Izzy had something to do with this? I mean… you could be right, but she seemed really angry this time. Why don’t you just call her and apologize?”

“did, alright?” Monica poured herself a glass of wine and took a sip. “I’ve tried calling her a hundred times. It all goes straight to voicemail. She doesn’t reply to my texts either.”

“Then try again. Maybe she’ll answer this time.”

“Mom, it’s only been a few days since she left. What’s the big deal?” Monica waved a hand dismissively. “It’s not like her grandfather is still alive or something.”

In the past, Izzy would run straight to her grandfather’s mansion whenever she and Monica fought. He was always there to help her. But now? Her grandfather was gone. Izzy didn’t have anyone else–no friends, no other relatives. Just Monica and Calen. She’d come crawling back soon enough. Monica gave it three days, tops before Izzy would show up, apologizing for this whole “misunderstanding.”

Amalia sighed.

worked up, anyway?” Monica asked, narrowing her eyes at her mother. “Don’t tell me… did you start gambling again?”

–

are you talking about?” “What?” Amalia stiffened, her face darkening. “What are you

I’m talking about.” Monica glared at her Mom, I told you

snapped. “I–You

to stop paying his debts? It’s not our responsibility. He gambled away his money, and now he’s got a whole new family. He’s not coming

she shot up from the bed. “You don’t know what you’re talking about! He’s

“I can, and I will. The man abandoned us, left us with nothing, and

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looked away, Tier hands fidgeting nervously. “He’s struggling, Monica. He’s

He made his choice when he walked out that door and found a new family. Why are you still letting him take from us?”

weakly, wringing her hands. “He’s just… borrowing. He

“Borrowing? Mom, he’s been ‘borrowing‘ for years. Has he ever paid

closer, her anger simmering

snapped toward her daughter, her face

“This isn’t his home. He

your father, Monica,” Amalia pleaded. “I know he’s made mistakes, but he’s

dry? Trying to use us as his personal ATM while he plays house with his new family?” Monica’s voice rose, her frustration boiling over. “Mom,

tightening. “You didn’t see him when we were

person you’re clinging to is a leech, and you’re letting him drag us down