Goodbye My Arrogant Ex (Marguerite and Leonard) novel Chapter 135

Marguerite couldn’t help but wonder—what was all this for, really? They were family, weren’t they? So why were they tearing each other apart over money?

Of course, she knew she had no place to say anything. She was just Leonard’s fiancée, after all. If she spoke up, it would only make them dislike her more.

Still, she couldn’t shake the sense of pity she felt for Leonard. He’d grown up in a family like this—is it any wonder he was always so cold and distant, as if he were always keeping everyone at arm’s length?

Maybe that was the only way he knew how to protect himself. Maybe it was how he protected his family, too.

“Mom, I’m your son. They’re your grandchildren—your own flesh and blood. Why do you treat us so differently?” Aaron’s voice shook with hurt and frustration. “You’ve really broken my heart, and honestly, I’m completely disappointed in this family now.”

“I’ve always wanted to help run the company, to prove myself, but you never actually let me. It’s not that I never tried—it’s that you never supported me, no matter what I did!”

Anger and bitterness colored every word as Aaron glared at his mother. The situation had already gotten this far, but he still felt he deserved a chance—he couldn’t stand the thought of Leonard having the company.

“That’s enough!” Their mother’s voice cracked like a whip. “I don’t want to hear any more of this nonsense. If you’re so unhappy—if you can’t accept the way things are—you can leave this house right now. I don’t want to see you again. Don’t even call yourself my son!”

She turned to her mother-in-law, trembling with emotion. “I know I might not be the best person to say this, but I have to speak up. Why should Leonard get the company for nothing? Even if he’s going to run things, shouldn’t we get our fair share? What about our part of the family? Are we just supposed to give it all up to him?”

Her words tumbled out in a rush, barely coherent. Aaron just wanted to walk away, but she clung to his arm. She wasn’t ready to leave—not when leaving might mean never being allowed back, not when she knew the old woman wouldn’t change her mind.

“What’s the point in arguing?” Aaron muttered, pulling his wife and son toward the front hall. “This house doesn’t have room for us anymore. Let’s just go.”