hapter 369 The Final Blow

Third Person POV

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Aubrey’s words were like a poisoned dagger, stabbing straight into Aurelia’s most tender spot.

The color drained from her face; her lips trembled.

No matter how fallen she was now, she hadn’t expected to be humiliated by being told she must eat leftovers. Even Jax frowned in disapproval. “Aubrey! That’s too much!”

Aubrey merely toyed with the lamb chop on her plate with a fork, her voice light as a breeze. “When I was little and Dad wasn’t home, I couldn’t sit at the table. I always ate the scraps Aurelia and Bailey left behind. Why can I eat, but she can’t?”

was low, but it hit Jax like a

Aurelia in disbelief. Aurelia stammered, panicked.

in her hand. “Didn’t? Why did I make you go out to wash the carpet yesterday? Because you did the same to me.

Jax, I really didn’t… how

pale with fright. Jax

away you treated Aubrey like that? After all the trust


but feeling guilty toward her, said nothing more and went upstairs. He felt pity for Aurelia, but once the truth of her past came out, anger won out–though he still couldn’t bring himself

Jax refuse to hear her defenses, Aurelia spiraled. Fear and fury vied inside her, but above all came the crushing pain of reality: in

should endure–but watching Jax leave and seeing the elegant dinner she had prepared all afternoon become Aubrey’s, she felt bile rise in her throat and

her soup,

a strange person,” she said evenly, cold as

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