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?”

voice was low, but it hit Jax like a

at Aurelia in disbelief. Aurelia

I make you go out to wash the carpet yesterday? Because you did the

Jax, I really didn’t… how could

with fright. Jax leapt to

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


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

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 mistress to a pitiful woman who

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

sipped her soup, lashes

said evenly, cold as ice even while

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