Blizzard, First Love and a Wife Who Finally Snaps novel Chapter 17

Isabel saw the missed calls the next morning.

She had been studying the documents late and had fallen asleep at the table.

Besides the missed calls, there was also a message from Martha.

[Mrs. Blackwell, I went to Dominion Military Hospital yesterday to deliver the food and learned that the young master has been vomiting constantly and can't keep anything down. I made it just the way you do, but he barely ate. He's been crying for food shaped like superheroes fighting villains. How do I even make that?]

Isabel typed back with her left hand: [That requires special carving. Don't trouble yourself with it. Just cook his usual meals, but avoid the foods he dislikes for now. I've posted a list on the fridge.]

Martha replied instantly. She had been holding her phone, waiting for Isabel’s response.

A menacing figure was staring over her shoulder, after all.

[But the young master keeps throwing up...]

Isabel: [He'll get used to it. It's not a stomach issue; he's just acting out to get what he wants. Ignore it. When he realizes he won't get his way, he'll give in. He's not going to starve himself to death.]

He was the only grandchild in the Blackwell family.

And after giving birth to Oliver, she’d had a hysterectomy, meaning she could never have another child.

In all the years past, Adrian rarely came home to Halcyon Hills Residence, so all her attention had been focused on her son.

She had done everything in her power to make Oliver’s life comfortable.

She had even given in to many of his unreasonable demands.

She had devoted herself to him without expecting anything in return, happy to spoil him.

But she could not tolerate him being so affectionate toward Selena while spewing such venom at her.

If that was how it was going to be, why should she bother trying to please him?

Besides, she felt it was better to make a clean break. A short, sharp pain was better than a long one.

If she gave in every time he threw a tantrum, this would never end.

Martha glanced nervously at Adrian’s face.

He had read her entire conversation with Isabel.

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