Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 185

Aurora walked through the front doors of the Quinn family estate and headed straight for her grandmother’s room.

Grandma Grace had just gotten up, and the sight of Aurora at the door caught her off guard.

“Aurora?”

Aurora took her grandmother’s hand and sat beside her on the edge of the bed, tears threatening to spill over.

She had always tried to shield Grandma Grace from the truth about Payne, but now she had no choice. With a heavy heart, Aurora told her everything—about Payne, about what Jordan had done, every painful detail laid bare.

Tears welled in Grandma Grace’s eyes, her sorrow unmistakable. “Oh, my poor child. How could things come to this?”

Aurora tried to comfort her for a long time, then gently broke the news that Louis planned to call the police.

Grandma Grace’s face grew grave. She sat in heavy silence before finally nodding, slow and deliberate. “If he can be so cruel to a child, he must pay the price.”

“I’m sorry, Grandma,” Aurora whispered, burying her face in her grandmother’s lap. “I never wanted things to get this ugly with them, but I just can’t pretend anymore.”

Grandma Grace closed her eyes, a single tear tracing down her wrinkled cheek. Her face was etched with sadness. “This isn’t your fault, Aurora.”

It was the Quinn family that had pushed her to this point.

Aurora brushed away her tears and looked up. “Come with me, Grandma. If Jordan goes to prison, you won’t have any peace here.”

But Grandma Grace shook her head. “No, dear. I’ll stay.”

Aurora wanted to insist, but the stubborn set of her grandmother’s jaw told her it was useless. Tears shimmered in her eyes.

With a loving touch, Grandma Grace cupped Aurora’s face. Her eyes glistened with memories. “Go do what you need to do, Aurora. Don’t worry about me. For you, for Payne, I’ll manage.”

Aurora could only nod. She respected her grandmother’s decision.

Glancing at the time, she realized she had to get back to the hospital. Daniel’s drinking had been unexpected, but Payne’s chemotherapy had already started—they couldn’t afford any delays. She needed to be there.

She hurried out, but as she neared the living room, she heard her own name.

She stopped in her tracks.

Eleanor’s voice floated over, gentle and sweet, clearly in high spirits. “Aurora is so naïve. Dan is set to inherit the Chambers Group one day. Why would he risk everything by donating bone marrow to someone who means nothing to him?”

“One glass of wine, and the whole plan falls apart.”

Mrs. Quinn sounded curious. “So it worked this time, but what about next time?”

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