The Killer Queen by Noella Briony

Chapter 38

Ashlyn squinted her eyes. lying on the bed and looking all high and mighty at Noella, who had Rust walked in through the door. She snorted coldly. “Do you even know what time it is? Do I even exist to you anymore?”

Noella replied with indifference. “It’s seven in the morning. Can’t you tell the time? I thought second graders learned that. Maybe I should get you one of those talking digital clocks tomorrow.”

The wall clock was right there beside Ashlyn’s bed, impossible to miss. So, she must’ve forgotten how to tell time.

Ashlyn was so angry her chest heaved, and she was about to lose grip on her prayer beads!

“Great, just great, you little brat, trying to send me to an early grave, huh? I asked you here to take care of me, not to act like some spoiled princess.”

Noella was baffled. “Grandma, your mood swings are kind of intense. Should I get a neurologist. to check on you?”

Ashlyn was speechless.

Looking at Noella’s face, which bore a 60-70% resemblance to Sienna, Ashlyn’s mouth and nose almost twisted together in anger!

“Don’t you think you’ll have an easy time under my roof! Come here, I want an apple. Peel one for me.”

Noella sat down, picked up an apple from the fruit basket, and peeled it for Ashlyn.

No sooner had she finished peeling than Ashlyn’s eyebrows shot up. “What kind of peeling is this? You’ve taken half the flesh off! What am I supposed to eat?”

In Noella’s other hand was the apple skin, thin as a cicada’s wing. “If you don’t fancy the flesh, you can nibble on the skin, though I wouldn’t recommend it.”

Ashlyn was speechless again.

Country bumpkins like her surely had done plenty of rough and unsophisticated farm work. Peeling apples was something ladies and misses of high society would never dream of doing themselves.

Ashlyn glared at Noella with contempt in her eyes.

“I’ve lost my appetite. Get me a glass of water. I want it hot.”

“Sure thing.”

Noella stood up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to Ashlyn.

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“You damned girl, are you trying to scald me to death?”

Noella took out a thermometer. “The water’s 104 degrees Fahrenheit. If that’s too hot for you, maybe it’s time to consult a psychiatrist.”

Ashlyn was speechless.

Who the heck would carry around a thermometer for food?

want to drive me nuts! Is this how your parents raised you?

the compliment, Grandma. I think I’m

speechless

child was immune to both carrots

fetch my meds for today.

“Alright.”

station and picked up Ashlyn’s medication for the day.

furrowed slightly. “Is this all Ashlyn’s

additions she insisted on. We just prepare them daily as she requests; the rest

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

add their own

Dr. Calvin, threatening to complain about us if we did. We

was something Noella was beginning

wheelhouse, and these fresh–faced nurses were no match for

it. You go on with your work.”

But it was evident that the medical staff didn’t arrange them; it was

thought, Noella pulled out her

you swing by Imperial

I’m on my way! Wait for me!”

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but Noella hung up and

was simply too chatty for her liking, a real headache

your

medicine from Noella’s hand,

They look different from what Yvonne usually brings me.”

at a loss for words. Now, she suspected that Ashlyn

brought

for that. Just so you know, as long as I’m alive,

calmly. “But I

else would she get home?

nearly choked with rage!

unlikeable in her speech as her mother! Just looking at her brought bad luck, nothing like

Ashlyn started bossing Noella around again.

help me to the bathroom;

you become

implying? Are you cursing me?!”

to manage on their own. If you can’t, I’ll call

gaze, Ashlyn had no choice but to

was nothing compared to the sweet

started clutching her heart and sighing dramatically.

hard, even the gods

are you planning on divorcing

and backache miraculously disappeared as she sat bolt upright, trembling finger pointed at Noella.