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?

You really want to drive me nuts! Is this how your parents raised you? Ha, such

for the compliment, Grandma. I

was speechless again.

wild child was immune to

and fetch my meds for today. Just

“Alright.”

to the nurse’s station and picked up

Noella’s brow furrowed slightly. “Is this all Ashlyn’s

nurse quickly explained, “Yes, some of them are additions she insisted on. We just prepare them daily as she requests; the rest is out of our hands!”

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

could just add their own meds now?

“She warned us not to tell Dr. Calvin, threatening to complain about us if we did. We can’t afford

something Noella was beginning to understand.

her wheelhouse, and these fresh–faced nurses

go on with your

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

pulled out her phone and dialed

swing by Imperial West

finally decided to call me! I’m on my way! Wait for

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want to say more, but Noella hung

man was simply too chatty for her liking, a

your

sat up, took the medicine from Noella’s hand,

meds? They look different from

suspected that Ashlyn had a

the security footage: I brought them straight from the

doubt you have the guts for that. Just so you know, as long as I’m alive, you’re not setting foot in the Schnabel family home!”

said calmly. “But I go there every day.”

she get home?

was nearly choked with rage!

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

started bossing Noella around again.

help me to the bathroom;

when did you become

are you implying? Are you cursing me?!”

aren’t paralyzed should be able to manage on their own. If you can’t, I’ll call a doctor to fit you with a catheter right

gaze, Ashlyn had no choice but

was nothing compared to the sweet

bathroom, Ashlyn started clutching

the gods can’t bear to watch…

planning on divorcing

headache and backache miraculously disappeared as she sat bolt upright, trembling finger pointed