Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 313

Daniel drove Mrs. Chambers back to the family estate.

Mr. Hogan Chambers was waiting, looking more displeased than ever.

He gripped his cane tightly, raising it as if to strike, but when his eyes fell on Nora, he lowered it with a grunt.

“Come in. All of you.”

He led the way into the living room.

The atmosphere was thick with tension.

Mr. Hogan Chambers ran his thumb over the dragon head carved into his cane, his gaze locked on his favorite grandson. “So, the reason you asked Eleanor to be my granddaughter is because she’s your father’s illegitimate child?”

Daniel nodded. “Yes.”

He just wanted to give her a legitimate place in the family.

Mr. Hogan Chambers had his share of mistresses and children in his youth, but after losing two sons in a bitter inheritance fight, he’d finally realized just how much trouble his past had caused.

So, with ruthless efficiency, he’d dealt with those illegitimate sons and daughters, making sure they never threatened the family again.

Now, all that remained at his side were Brian and Donna, his only legitimate son and daughter.

He’d kept them on a tight leash, determined never to repeat old mistakes—yet here was another bastard child, surfacing out of nowhere.

Mr. Hogan Chambers felt a throb of pain in his jaw.

“Brian’s on his way back. We’ll get the truth out in the open.”

Mrs. Chambers sat stiff and cold on the edge of the sofa, her entire body radiating resentment.

Mr. Hogan Chambers glanced at Nora again, then called to the kitchen for dinner to be prepared.

Nora had no appetite. She felt nothing for the Chambers family—certainly not affection.

“I’ll head back to my room. You have things to settle.”

Daniel’s voice softened. “Why don’t you go get some rest?”

Nora pressed her lips together, clearly reluctant.

Mrs. Chambers let out a bitter, mocking laugh. “Since she’s your wife, let her stay. Let her see just how rotten this family really is.”

Mr. Hogan Chambers’ face darkened, but he relented. “Aurora is family. She stays.”

Nora forced a smile. She had no interest in being considered “family,” but if they didn’t care, she’d stay and watch the show.

Mrs. Chambers staggered and fell hard to the floor.

Daniel moved quickly to help her up, shooting his father a look that was cold as steel.

Brian flinched under his son’s glare. He had to admit, even if Lilian was unstable and hypersensitive, she’d raised their son well. That was part of why, though he’d wanted a divorce for years, he never pushed for it—he still needed his son to look after him in old age.

“Dan, talk some sense into your mother, would you? She’s always flying off the handle.”

Daniel let out a quiet sigh and turned to his mother. “Are you still unwilling to consider a divorce?”

What was left of this marriage to hold on to?

She was suffocating.

He was just as miserable.

In that moment, Mrs. Chambers’ lifelong resolve collapsed. She clung to her son’s arm, utterly defeated.

Brian, on the other hand, looked utterly delighted. “Exactly! You should’ve talked her into a divorce long ago.”

“She’s an outsider anyway. Once she moves out, I can finally come home.”