Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 17

A sharp ache tugged at Aurora’s chest—every accusation they hurled her way landed like a fresh wound. According to them, everything was her fault.

Anger surged inside her.

“You never taught me any better,” she shot back, twisting her lips into a bitter smile.

Ever since she’d come home, they’d done nothing but compare her to Eleanor, always finding her lacking, picking her apart in every conceivable way.

But did they ever stop to wonder who was really to blame for that gap between them?

Now, how could they stand there and talk about ‘raising’ her as if they’d done her some great favor?

“You—” Jordan was seething, his breaths coming hard and fast.

“Just let it go,” Daniel said, grabbing Aurora’s hand. “Let’s leave.”

She shook him off. Since the truth was out in the open, she saw no point in pretending anymore.

She turned to Daniel. “Do you even know why I was out that night?”

Daniel felt uneasy. He’d looked into it—she’d driven off on her own, or so he thought. Was there something he’d missed?

One glance at his face and Aurora knew he hadn’t really bothered to find out.

Her heart ached, but she was past caring.

She spoke clearly, each word deliberate. “Someone called me and told me you’d been in a car accident. I was on my way to the hospital when I was kidnapped.”

Daniel stiffened. Kidnapped? She’d never said a word about this before.

Why hadn’t Aaron found out about this?

“You expect us to buy that?” Samuel scoffed, not even trying to hide his disbelief. “If you were kidnapped, how’d you get away?”

Aurora drew a shaky breath, forcing back tears of pain and humiliation. “The kidnappers tried to call my family, but no one would answer. They thought I’d be an easy target. But my baby protected me.”

She pressed a hand protectively over her stomach, as if she could still feel her child there.

Outside, she realized Daniel had followed her.

She wiped away every trace of emotion, forcing herself back into her usual mask of indifference—except for the tear-streaks on her cheeks.

“You don’t have to leave,” Daniel said, taking her hand. There was something in his eyes she couldn’t read. “I came today to buy you a new dress as an apology to her.”

Aurora’s gaze went cold. She pulled her hand free and took a step back. “Daniel, could you try acting like a man for once?”

His expression darkened.

“If you care so much about her, then be honest and divorce me. Give her the home she wants.” She lifted her chin, her voice thick with scorn. “You couldn’t keep her before. Now she’s back, single and alone, and you still can’t make up your mind?”

“I told you—there’s nothing going on between us,” Daniel said, his voice low and dangerous. He grabbed Aurora by the wrist and pulled her toward the car.

“And for the record, you were the one who made her a laughingstock over a dress. You should apologize.”

“And as for the baby—I’ll look into it again. And this time, I’ll get you the truth.”