Trash Husband, I'm the Top novel Chapter 45

“Grandma!” Aurora flung herself into Grandma Grace’s arms, nuzzling her with childlike affection.

Grandma Grace patted Aurora’s back and smiled, her voice warm. “What brings you here today, sweetheart? I didn’t expect a visit.”

In her heart, she wished Aurora would visit more often. But knowing how her own son and daughter-in-law played favorites, she sometimes hoped Aurora wouldn’t come—each visit only seemed to bring her more heartache.

Aurora fibbed, saying she’d just been passing by.

Grandma Grace stood up, and Aurora instinctively reached out to steady her.

“I’ll help, Grandma.” Daniel beat her to it, taking Grandma Grace’s arm.

Aurora pressed her lips together, silently supporting her grandmother on the other side.

Grandma Grace looked from one to the other, her heart brimming with joy. She couldn’t help but tease, “You two aren’t getting any younger, you know. It’s about time you gave me a great-grandbaby to spoil.”

To her, a family wasn’t truly complete without a child.

Daniel’s deep voice held a trace of laughter. “Don’t worry, Grandma. I’ll do my best.”

He turned, meaning to wink at his wife, but as his eyes met Aurora’s, he saw the color drain from her face.

Aurora felt his gaze and lowered her head, avoiding his eyes. Her mind replayed the words from Ms. Temple and the stark lines of her medical report.

She would never have children of her own—never.

Grief surged through her, seeping into her bones. Tears burned behind her eyes, but she forced herself to hold it together for Grandma Grace’s sake.

After Grandma Grace returned to her room, Jordan sent a maid to fetch Daniel.

He left, and Aurora stayed to chat a little longer, but her grandmother was soon drowsy and ready for bed.

Aurora patiently helped her settle in, waiting until Grandma Grace was sound asleep before slipping quietly from the room.

Eleanor was waiting outside. The moment Aurora appeared, she called out softly, “Aurora.”

Aurora’s gentle expression vanished, replaced by a cool, distant look.

Eleanor, dressed in a pale pink dress, twisted her fingers anxiously. Her face was etched with hesitation, as though a thousand words stuck in her throat.

Since the affair, this was the first time the two sisters had been alone together.

She’d already told Eleanor to take this outside.

Turning to go, Aurora felt Eleanor grab her arm. “Aurora, you owe me an explanation.”

Aurora yanked her arm free, her voice low and furious. “Are you deaf? I told you Grandma’s sleeping. Stop making a scene here.”

She really couldn’t bring herself to like this sister—so polite and sweet on the surface, yet utterly unreasonable underneath.

Eleanor’s tears fell faster, her voice trembling with sobs. “Why are you always against me, Aurora?”

Looking at those tears only made Aurora angrier. “Because you’re selfish—a complete hypocrite.”

If Eleanor wanted honesty, Aurora would give it to her, no matter how brutal.

“Those pitiful tears of yours are just disgusting.”

“Aurora…” Eleanor stared at her in disbelief, her face going pale.

Aurora had made her dislike of Eleanor clear before, but this was the first time she’d said it so bluntly: she found her sister utterly revolting.