Her pupils dilated in shock.
I gritted my teeth and shoved her to the floor with all my strength.
Her body hit the ground with a dull, heavy thud.
By the time Ethan snapped out of it, Olivia’s wails were echoing through the entire mansion.
I clapped my hands and smiled in satisfaction.
“Remember that feeling. Next time you cross me, it’ll hurt even more.”
Ethan Bennett shot me an angry glare before carrying the sobbing, wailing Olivia Bennett off to the hospital.
The housekeeper told me my parents had a social engagement tonight and wouldn’t be home for dinner.
I kicked the bulldog that had been barking at me from the corner and strolled leisurely upstairs.
God, it felt amazing not to be the doormat anymore.
The next day, the four of them sat around the dining table, each face darker than the bottom of a burnt pan.
Olivia dabbed at her tears now and then, sniffling pitifully.
My father cast me a sharp look and told the housekeeper to bring another chair.
Auntie Wang brought it over, but no one moved to make room.
I gave a short, cold laugh and stepped in to spare her the awkwardness.
“Don’t bother. From now on, just send my food up to my room.”
“I don’t exactly have an appetite staring at them.”