Daughter-in-law Strikes Harder

“How could you not tell me that that lost son of a f***er was trying to harass you? Did I train you to be that weak?!” Eleanor demanded from her daughter who was just slouched tiredly to her couch, days after the incident with Damon’s arrest happened in the house.

Ellen was not in the mood to even reply to what her mother was saying, with her heart still pacing restlessly with all that had happened with Damon. It was a fact that Aria had heard her discussion together with Damon, and probably found out about the rest of what had transpired between both of them. It was difficult to be in good spirits.

“Am I not talking to someone here?!”

“Mother, can we just stop talking about the same question you have asked me about a thousand times? I have better things to do than sit here for more than twenty minutes, listening to you take issues so seriously more than you should. And you should not use cuss words any longer. Leave it for the younger generation,” Ellen scolded her mother with words that came to her head at the instant, using the irritation that was still lingering in her heart to approach her mother’s unnecessary persistence.

“Hugh. Hugh,” Eleanor cleared her throat, without arguing any further or getting worked up about what her daughter said to her. She had actually called her to her room to gloat over her victory, against her daughter who was planning to marry such a man into the family.

“Regardless of how Aria got that information about that wretched boy, I am glad he is out of our lives for good. My guts really resisted their marriage idea so strongly. Dalton was surprisingly not even interested in finding out anything about his sister’s to-be husband. Can you just imagine how much that fool would have tainted our image, if all this truth about him came to light after they have had like two kids. Would be so disgusting!” Ellen spat.

Eleanor was so elated deep down, that Aria had even helped to avert such problems, but wasn’t pleased that she was the one who did such. That wasn’t even a major worry.

About the slap that Aria had pressed hard on Damon’s face right in their presence, no one was even willing to talk about it. It was the most shocking thing they had seen her do so far, that it was crazy to imagine the scarier things they didn’t know she could do before.

“We should be glad that everything has ended now. Emma has been crying nonstop for days now and it is so heartbreaking to watch,” Ellen stated, trying to divert the attention of the talk that seemed to keep centering on Damon. She hated even mentioning his name.

“I cannot believe I have raised such a weak hearted child. She was dumb enough to fall for such a low-leveled guy, who was ready to rob her of her assets and peace. A very foolish attitude, if I will say,” Eleanor rolled her eyes disgustingly, as the maid she had rang a bell to minutes ago, came back with a tray that had a bowl of iced yoghurt.

“Don’t you think this is bad for your health? Remember what the doctor said,” Ellen sighed again and again as she tried to talk about another subject of matter entirely. Eleanor just never knew when to let go.

She knew her mother would probably lose her mind or end up in the emergency room, if she found out the truth that both of her daughters fell in love with the same guy. No one could even find out.

But, the person she had made her life a living hell in the past, was now the one who knew the truth behind her relationship with Damon. It was so humiliating and scary at the same time.

“You seem not to be interested in Damon’s issue, even if you were so against Emma getting married to him. That guy tried to mess with the daughter of a Miller. I would make sure he spends every moment of his remaining days in jail,” Mrs. Eleanor Miller observed and murmured spitefully again and again, as she scooped the spoonful of creamy iced yoghurt into her mouth.

“I obviously have nothing to say about the issue any longer.”

“And what was he even trying to insinuate at the end of his sentence? That you were what? I didn’t hear that part,” Eleanor suddenly remembered.

“How should I know mother? Probably made up one of his usual lies,” Ellen replied to her mother curtly, already tired of the endless talk that was going on and on without stopping only about Damon.

She had so many things to say to Aria, or even to ask her about. About why she was keeping quiet about everything after she had been really nasty to her, when she could just reveal it to her family and screw her over. Her mind kept speculating that Aria was probably using it to torment her in fear, by not saying anything.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

‘Where would she start from if she wanted to even talk to her? What would she even say?’

“Can I leave to my room now, mother? I have a lot of things to do,” Ellen stood up and made her way towards the door, so sick to her stomach about the haunting thoughts that were all over her head. Even her fans noticed something was wrong with her usual cheerfulness, when she posted her last video.

“You are being surprisingly polite and that is weird. Anyways, everyone of you is getting married by my choices and standards. To the best man that can ever be!” Eleanor yelled loudly enough for her daughter to hear, who had shut the huge glass door behind her without listening to her mother again.

“That brat! I should have given birth to another younger child years ago, who should still be in middle school by now. At least he would listen to me!” Eleanor murmured to herself.

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Dalton sat in his study for so long in so many pondering thoughts of the events that had unfolded before his eyes, and how Aria was connected to everyone of them without any doubt.

For Damon, he was getting a straight sentence without a court case because he was found guilty, in which Dalton left everything to the other family who was willing to deal with him, after Alex tried so hard to dissuade from blowing up the case to keep the press away.

Aria had made sure to avoid him so diligently too for the past days, under the guise that she was taking care of Anna in the hospital. She was avoiding the thousands of questions that Dalton would be cooking up in his head, which were meant for only her to provide questions to all of them.

About the company issue, she didn’t say the truth about the fact that she was at the company that day. That same day, something gruesome happened in the mansion after Aria hurried into his room, when there was also a sudden blackout they had never experienced.

Regarding Damon’s entire crime history and getting the cops to arrest him, the story didn’t sit well with him no matter how positively he tried to view it. The fact that he assaulted her wasn’t solid grounds for her to investigate such huge information against him, in his own opinion. He was even so pissed off about only that fact that Aria kept mute about the entire thing, even more than when his sister said he tried the same thing to her.

‘How was she able to get such information? She couldn’t have done it alone. There were really so many he didn’t know about her. And she had been staying in the hospital ever since with Anna. Who the heck was the girl exactly anyways?’

Few minutes later after Dalton stood up from his study, Alex entered the room after he knocked on the hard and sturdy door. He had been expecting that ever since the incident with Aria and Damon happened, and was prepared for whatever Dalton was going to make him do. The tasks never had an ending.

“I am here sir,” Alex said, standing close to the dresser in Dalton’s room for about ten minutes, with the billionaire still not saying anything since he had gotten to the room.

“I am not blind!” Dalton’s coarse and rude voice chided. He was really grouchy at the most little things for days, and the main source of his irritated mood was all about one person. The same person all the time.

Dalton’s fingers tapped so rhythmically on the arm of the chair that he was sitting on, with his mind racing through so many things he wanted to know at once. Suddenly, he turned to Alex whose mind was temporarily carried away in the course of standing, as his mind awakened from wherever it had waltzed to the moment Dalton’s gaze rested on him.

“Get a DNA test done for both Anna and Aria done, and I need the results as soon as possible. Her obsession with that child is not plausible enough to understand.”