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?”

but it hit Jax like

disbelief. Aurelia stammered, panicked. “I

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

I didn’t, Jax, I really didn’t…

with fright. Jax leapt to

I was away you treated Aubrey like that? After all the


but once the truth of

Jax refuse to hear her defenses, Aurelia spiraled. Fear and fury vied inside her, but above all came the crushing pain of reality: in just two years she had fallen from unquestioned

at Aubrey. She knew she should hold back–she knew she 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 inwardly cursed

her

cold as ice even while Aurelia raged like

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