Rewriting My Heart's Fate (Ethan and Evelyn) novel Chapter 31

Chapter 31 

I felt as if I had just heard the joke of the century–Jack made me so angry that I almost laughed. 

He lounged on the couch, clouds of smoke swirling around him. Initially, he seemed to be deep in thought. Then, he made up his mind. 

He took a long drag of his cigarette and blew out a thick ting of smoke. His eyes bore into me, cold and calculating 

“Remember, my blood runs through your veins, and you carry the Wiley name. It’s about time you pulled your weight around here. 

“Well, what are you waiting for? Surely you’re not expecting me to hold your hand and guide you through this!” 

It dawned on me that he really did see me as something that could be bought and sold at will. couldn’t help but wonder if I was nothing more than a plaything to him. 

Aburninganger rose in my chest. I should’ve known that I didn’t have a home anymore. I lost everything the moment my parents got divorced. 

Teouldn’t call my father’s place home because he had his own daughter and wife. I couldn’t call my mother’s place home either because there was no room for me in her blissful life. Ieouldn’t bring them happiness, so I couldn’t be the burden that hindered their pursuit of it. 

All these years, Jack didn’t raise me out of love he was simply grooming me as a pan, something he could trade away whenever it served his interests or to secure deals and 

was wealth. 

It was foolish of me to think I could still find warmth in this family. I chuckled dryly, realizing that the three people I had 

And with for years now felt like complete strangers. 

Perhaps I had settled down and fallen in love early in my previous life because I was yearning for someone to fill the void in my heart 

“Why should I be the one to pay for her mistakes? Did you raise me all these years just to marry me off to the Grayson family, or, if that didn’t work out, to the Tyler family? Am I nothing more than just a bargaining chip for you?” 

My independence and financial stability were the only things keeping me going then. 

Jack stubbed out his cigarette and glared at me, “Who do you think you are talking to me like that? You’ve got some nerve!” 

He appeared to be genuinely furious, possibly because his deal had fallen through 

“since you’re so kren on protecting her, let her negotiate the deal I’m not going to clean up the mess she made! 

This cold, loveless house made me feel suffocated. I couldn’t stand being around these three hypocritical, ugly people 

“If you refuse to do as I say today, then get the hell out of this house! And don’t even think about stepping foot back in here!” 

jack tried to threaten me as if I was some helpless child who needed him to survive. He tried to browbeat me into changing my mind, but all he got in return was a cold chuckle. 

I realized then that my heart had been dead for so long that I no longer felt any pain. In fact, Leven felt an inexplicable sense of elation