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?

marbles? You really want to drive me nuts! Is this how your

I think I’m pretty fine,

speechless again.

was immune to both carrots and sticks!

the nurse’s station and fetch my meds for today. Just seeing your face gives me a

“Alright.”

ever so compliant, headed out to the nurse’s station and picked up Ashlyn’s medication

Noella’s brow furrowed slightly. “Is this all

additions she insisted on. We just prepare them daily as she requests; the rest is out of our hands!”

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

add their

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

Noella was beginning to understand.

and these fresh–faced nurses were no

go on with your

something fishy about these meds! But it was evident that the medical staff didn’t arrange

out her phone and

you swing

I’m on my way!

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to want to say more, but Noella

too chatty for her liking, a real headache inducer.

got your

from Noella’s hand, and

look different from what Yvonne usually brings

loss for words. Now, she suspected that Ashlyn had a severe

brought them straight from the nurse’s station.”

the guts for that. Just so you know, as long as I’m alive, you’re not setting foot

I go there

she get home?

was nearly choked with rage!

speech as her mother! Just looking at her brought bad luck, nothing like the sensible and lucky Yvonne.

started

me to the bathroom; I need to

when did you become paralyzed?”

are you implying? Are you cursing me?!”

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

but to haul herself up

sweet and helpful Yvonne, who always assisted her!

using the bathroom, Ashlyn started clutching her heart

even the gods can’t bear to watch… oh

you planning on divorcing

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