Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 14

Laughter drifted out from the living room as Aurora approached the doorway.

She paused, taking in the scene: her husband Daniel and Eleanor were seated together, while her mother and older brother occupied the sofa across from them.

The room was alive with cheerful voices, the warm atmosphere of a family gathering filling the air.

Aurora didn’t step inside. Instead, she turned, intending to head straight for her grandmother’s room.

But the housekeeper, ever observant, spotted her.

“Ms. Aurora Quinn is back,” she announced.

The chatter in the living room ceased abruptly, as though someone had hit a switch.

Aurora hesitated, glancing sideways.

Eleanor was already scrambling to her feet, nervously shifting away from Daniel as she called out, “Aurora, you’re home!”

The rest of the Quinn family looked puzzled, as if they couldn’t fathom why Aurora was standing there at all.

Samuel, her brother, didn’t bother hiding his disdain. His voice dripped with sarcasm, “Well, look at you now, Mrs. Chambers. Seems like even your own sister has to walk on eggshells around you. Can’t even sit next to Dan without you making a scene.”

Aurora’s dark eyes fixed on Samuel, her tone icy. “I haven’t said a single word since I walked in.”

It was Eleanor who’d jumped up and moved away—what did that have to do with her?

Samuel snorted. “That’s rich, coming from you. Eleanor’s afraid because you’re always bullying her. Don’t forget, if it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t have had a shot at marrying Dan.”

Aurora’s gaze flicked toward her mother on the sofa, seeing nothing but silent agreement on Fiona’s face.

A bitter, incredulous laugh escaped her as she looked at her so-called family.

“She ran off before her own wedding, and that’s somehow my fault?”

“Was it my idea to marry Daniel?”

Eleanor’s eyes filled with tears, her voice trembling as she apologized, “I’m sorry, Aurora. I know my impulsive decisions hurt you back then. I really am sorry.”

“Enough. That’s enough,” Daniel cut in quietly, his long stride bringing him to Aurora’s side. “We’ve been married for three years. What’s the point of dredging this up now?”

Silence fell, heavy and absolute.

Even Eleanor’s sobs faded away. All eyes flicked to Daniel, searching his face for a reaction.

It was the truth, though no one had dared to say it out loud—until now.

Aurora had torn away the family’s last pretense.

Samuel’s anger flared, but before he could unleash another tirade, a gentle voice called from down the hall.

“Aurora, is that you?”

So warm, so familiar.

Aurora turned on her heel and left the living room without a backward glance.

“I’ll come with you,” Daniel said, striding after her and reaching for her hand.