Lionel stood frozen, his mind reeling from her words. He shot out a hand, grabbing her arm and pulling her back to face him. “I didn’t know about any of that! She went to the hospital on her own accord, I didn’t arrange it! I’ll have her sent away right…”
Before he could finish, Hannah yanked her arm free, gave him a look of pure contempt, and walked into the house. Lionel’s jaw clenched, a muscle twitching in his cheek as he fought back his rage.
Lily and Cora, who had been hiding nearby and listening, saw Hannah leave. Lily immediately rushed to Lionel’s side to plead her daughter’s case. Hannah caught the movement out of the corner of her eye but didn’t bother to turn around. She was done caring.
The next morning, Cora was gone. Hannah didn’t ask where she went, but Lily’s mood was exceptionally foul. When she served breakfast, she slammed a bowl of hot porridge down in front of Hannah with a loud thud.
The sound echoed through the quiet dining room just as Lionel was coming down the stairs. He was about to reprimand Lily when Hannah stood up.
Without a word, Hannah picked up the bowl of scalding porridge and hurled its contents directly at Lily.
“Aah!”
The hot liquid splattered across her face and chest, instantly turning her skin red. Lily shrieked, stamping her feet in pain.
“Hannah, what are you doing?!”
“Hannah?” she repeated with a cold laugh. “I may be getting divorced soon, but as long as I am in this house, I am still the lady of the house. I’ve let things slide in the past, but that doesn’t mean I’ll continue to do so.”
She sat back down and, with a lazy flick of her eyes, gestured for Lily to get on with it.
Swallowing her resentment, Lily went back to the kitchen and brought out another bowl of porridge. This time, she placed it on the table with painstaking care, holding her breath until it was settled without a sound.
Lionel watched Hannah the entire time, waiting for a reaction. When he got none, his expression soured. Hannah noticed his sullen mood but couldn’t be bothered to figure out what was irking him now. She simply ate her breakfast in silence.
After the meal, Hannah grabbed her bag to leave for work. Finally, Lionel couldn’t stay quiet any longer.
“I found out about that man you asked me to investigate yesterday.”

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