Chapter 10
mine.”
I was taken aback by the sudden outburst of profanity from Elenor. Where had she learned to curse like
this? Meeting her angry gaze with an equally intense glare, my jaw tightened. “Get out of my office,
Elenor,” I commanded, my voice laced with
frustration.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer response was a scoff, and she defiantly crossed her arms. “Why?” she taunted, pushing my
buttons further. “You don’t want to hear the truth about how messed up you are? You claim to have
divorced Hazel because you don’t love her anymore, yet you keep your wedding picture with her
hanging in your office. You’re drowning in alcohol because you can’t find inspiration anymore your
muse is gone! If that doesn’t fit the definition of messed up, then I don’t know what d_”
Before she could finish her sentence, I impulsively lunged toward her, my hand reaching out to encircle
her neck tightly, ready to throttle her if she dared to further provoke me. “You’re da mn lucky you’re my
sister _”
To my surprise, instead of trembling in terror, she had the audacity to smile at me, an eerie grin
stretching across Her face like a madwoman. With a raspy voice, she managed to utter, “And what
exactly would you have done?” She struggled for breath, taunting me further, “Would you have resorted
to violence, just like you do with poor Hazel whenever she upsets you?”
My mind raced, trying to make sense of her twisted words. What the hell was she implying? Fueled by
frustration, I forcefully pushed her away, feeling the weight of my anger in every step as I stormed
towards the door. Without hesitation, I swung it open, gripping the doorknob tightly. “I have never laid a
hand on Hazel, and I never will,” I declared, my trembling with intensity.
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As my grip on the door kn ob tightened, I mustered all the strength within me to maintain my
composure. With gritted teeth, I commanded her, “Get out of my office, Elenor.”
As she sna tched her bag from the table, her eyes pierced into mine for a lingering moment. “I suppose
it’s a relief to know you’re still breathing,” she taunted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She gracefully
swayed towards the door, but just before leaving, she paused and faced me once more. “You might
want to check on your secretary. She seemed quite concerned about you.” With a final disdainful glare,
she exited my office, and I slammed the door shut behind her.