Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 142

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“What’s wrong? Is there an earthquake? Is there a fire? What are you shouting

for?”

Abellyn took her sweet time exiting the room, completely unfazed by Ryder’s

bellows.

In truth, she had been awake for quite some time and had been watching

some video clips on the bed. She had enjoyed herself so much that she did

not realize it was already six o’clock.

Ryder pointed at her and bombarded her with questions. “You useless

woman! Didn’t I tell you to stay home so you could cook? Where’s the food?

Why is the kitchen so quiet?”

“You told me to stay home, and I did. Besides, I never agreed to cook. Why are

you so mad? It’s not too late to cook, anyway.”

Abellyn had no fear of Ryder, nor did she think the man would dare to hit her.

It’ll be better if he does. That’s domestic abuse. I’ll have a legal reason to

leave him, then.

“Y–You!”

seething, and his fists were

lost his temper when Abellyn played poker

care of

was Tommy’s birthday that day. Ryder could only get off work

thirty, and he had already invited Emmanuel and his wife for

six. By seven o’clock,

now, it was already past six, and Abellyn had

will Manny and Ms. Quillen

you clenching your fists, huh? To hit me? Go on! Do it

him, even though his

wouldn’t dare

That way, he wouldn’t dare to lash out at

the future.

never thought of hitting his wife, but

pushing

on the

you guys at home? Mackenzie and I are

outside was a cheerful Emmanuel who

was Mackenzie’s first

hissing at Abellyn, “I’ll deal

you later!”

with me? What makes you think you can

arms, her eyes gleaming with disdain. She

instead of going to the kitchen, she sat on

with her legs crossed.

I’m so sorry about this. Abellyn and I have just

you’ll

he did not want to expose his family’s discord.