Chapter 3
“Doris!”
Lucas panicked and shoved me out of the way without a second thought.
Before I could even understand what was happening, I slammed into the doorframe and then hit the floor hard.
My vision spun, and pain shot through my swollen knee. I couldn’t even speak from the sting.
Meanwhile, Lucas rushed to check on Doris, softly comforting her. Once he saw there was no blood, he let out a breath of relief.
He gently lifted her onto the couch to rest.
Then, without warning, he yanked me up and dragged me to the kitchen. His eyes were cold as ice when he looked at me.
“Sharon, she’s pregnant and just wanted you to cook something! How could you push her like that? If anything happens to her or the baby, are you ready to take the blame?!
“I thought you were understanding, but now you’re just cruel. I’m honestly disappointed in you. If you don’t make dinner tonight, I’ll lock you in here until you do!”
With that, he slammed the kitchen door shut.
I stared down at my swollen purple knee and the red marks on my wrist from earlier.
She was the one who grabbed me, and I only shook her off, but I barely used any strength. Her fall didn’t make any sense.
I stood up and reached for the door, but the kitchen was locked.
I froze, tears rolling down my cheeks–not because I was sad, but because regret hit me hard.
I regretted walking away from everything for this marriage.
I regretted loving him so much that I stood by him as he built everything from nothing and endured all the hardships alongside him.
But he kept choosing to hurt me again and again, all for the sake of others.
Kolten had been right all along–Lucas was never worthy of my future.
I stayed in the kitchen for two hours.
With my phone outside, I had no way to ask for help, so I just waited in silence.
Then I heard laughter and loud voices from the living room.
After a few minutes, Lucas came back inside.
Noticing I was still on the floor, he sighed softly, then crouched down next to me and spoke calmly.
“Sharon, I was a bit tough earlier, but you still shouldn’t have pushed her.
She only asked for a meal. If you’d just cooked, none of this would’ve happened.”
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He gently blew on my knee and spoke softly. “That fall must’ve hurt. I was wrong just now. I do love you, but Doris is important too—she’s carrying Andrew’s child.
“I can’t just ignore her. If you two keep fighting, it puts me in a tough
spot.
I shot him a cold glance and brushed his hand off my leg.
Lucas’s expression darkened a bit, yet he kept his tone soft.
“I get it. You’re still upset. Between the divorce and what just happened, I owe you an apology.
“Just give me a little more time, and I’ll sort everything out, okay?”
I didn’t answer. He patted my head gently.
“Someone from the Hensley Group is coming soon. Whether we land the 50 million deal depends on you.
“This could be our company’s big break. You’ve always had my back- can you help me one more time?”
As he spoke, he pulled out a small note covered with a list of dishes.
“These are the meals the clients like. Rest up a bit, then start cooking, alright? You make the best food. I’m sure we’ll win them over.”
The visitors from the Hensley Group had to be my grandfather.
He told me he’d pick me up tomorrow, but maybe he came early out of worry.
Tears filled my eyes as I took the note from Lucas.
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He immediately lit up with joy and kissed me on the forehead.
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Then he brought in tons of ingredients and said, “I’ll wait outside–just call me when you’re done!”
Once the door closed, I tore the note to pieces and dumped it in the
trash.
I wasn’t sure how much time had passed when Lucas burst into the kitchen, his eyes shining with excitement.
But when he saw the spotless counters and untouched stove, his smile disappeared.
“Sharon, what’s wrong with you?! You didn’t cook a single dish! They’re already at the door!”
No sooner had he finished speaking than he rushed out again, flashing a charming smile at the white–haired elder and apologizing repeatedly.
“I’m so sorry, Mr. Hensley. This is my fault–my wife acted out. I promise she’ll start cooking right away. I’ll make sure we treat you properly.”
I stepped out too, and when I saw my grandfather’s white hair, my eyes filled with tears.
His face darkened immediately as he shoved Lucas aside and came straight to me with his cane.
His eyes were filled with heartbreak.
“Sharon, what happened to your forehead?
“Who did this to you? Tell me. I’ll make them wish they were never born.”
