“You’re still being stubborn!” Viggo said coldly. “Apologize to Cruella. Or I’ll take her to my parents’ place for a while.”
Once upon a time, that sentence used to terrify me the most.
Fear of shit from my mother-in-law, fear of being shot down by my father-in-law, fear that Viggo’s family would hate me.
But now? Not a damn bit of fear left.
I spoke softly.
“Cruella, if you don’t want to learn, then you won’t. I’ll cancel the tutoring classes.”
“If private school doesn’t suit you, I’ll transfer you to public school.”
“From now on, I won’t interfere in your life anymore.”
Viggo froze.
Before he could say anything, Cruella cheered.
“That’s what a good mom is like!”
I didn’t respond. I just turned around and went back to the bedroom to bandage my wound.
Soon, the door opened.
Viggo walked in, his tone gentler.
“Honey, did something happen to you today?”
He reached out, trying to help me apply some ointment.
“Why did you suddenly cut off Cruella’s classes?”
I raised my hand and pushed him away, my voice flat and cold.
“Isn’t this what you and Cruella wanted? I’m just letting her grow up happy.”
Mariah’s POV
My words caught Viggo off guard.