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?

implying I’m losing my marbles? You really want to drive me nuts! Is this how your parents raised you? Ha, such a fine daughter of the Schnabel

compliment, Grandma. I think I’m pretty

speechless

was immune to both carrots

station and fetch my meds for today. Just seeing your face gives

“Alright.”

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

medicine box, Noella’s brow furrowed slightly.

them are additions she insisted on. We just

Noella was confused.

Self–prescribed?

just add their own meds now?

us not to tell Dr. Calvin, threatening to complain about us if we

Noella was

within her wheelhouse, and these fresh–faced nurses were

it. You go on

evident that the medical staff didn’t arrange

some thought, Noella pulled out her phone and dialed Calvin’s

Can you swing by Imperial West Hospital?”

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

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say more, but Noella hung up and promptly

too chatty for her liking, a real

got your meds.”

the medicine from Noella’s

you switch my meds? They look different from what Yvonne usually brings me.”

a loss for words. Now, she suspected

brought them straight from

you know, as

calmly. “But I

else would she

nearly choked

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

taking her medicine, Ashlyn started bossing

the bathroom; I need to

did you

implying? Are you cursing me?!”

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

Ashlyn had no choice but to haul herself up to use

girl was nothing compared to the sweet

clutching her heart and

even the gods can’t bear to

you planning on divorcing Grandpa?”

she sat bolt upright, trembling finger