Chapter 6 - Diane’s Desperate Excuses Crumble Under Absolute Proof
Diane took a step back down the hallway, her arrogant posture completely collapsing into nervous cowardice.
“She exaggerates everything! Pregnancy hormones make women imagine things that never actually happened!” Diane yelled defensively.
“I am holding the audio recording of you assaulting her in this exact house on Tuesday night!” I roared.
“I was just trying to discipline her for being disrespectful to her elders!” Diane protested without missing a beat.
“Disrespectful? She is carrying my child while you treat her like an unpaid servant!” I shouted back.
Downstairs, Emily let out another muffled sob that echoed up the open stairwell.
Hearing my wife cry broke the last remaining thread of patience holding my sanity together.
“Pack your bags, Diane, because you are leaving this house in the next five minutes,” I ordered coldly.
“You can’t throw your own mother out onto the street! I have nowhere else to go!” she shrieked.
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“You should have thought about that before you turned my home into a torture chamber,” I answered flatly.
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