The Day His Demands Broke My Water novel Chapter 97

Something flew through the air, crashing into the ground in a bloody mess.

I dry-heaved, but I couldn’t scream, only shedding silent tears.

With a loud "bang," the rooftop door was kicked open.

Aaron frantically untied the tie and hugged me, apologizing repeatedly.

Harper snatched the bracelet from my wrist and put it on herself. "Only I can be the Green family’s daughter-in-law. A fool like you wants to be the young mistress of the Green family?"

Aaron said nothing.

The emotions from earlier slowly faded as I pushed Aaron away, my legs weak as I turned my head and staggered out, my body still trembling violently.

As soon as I got home, I developed a high fever and fell into unconsciousness.

In my dream, sometimes I saw the scene of my parents dying in front of me, sometimes I relived the bullying by Harper, and sometimes Aaron stood up for me.

Suddenly, the scene changed.

It turned into Aaron pressing my head against the railing, forcing me to bark like a dog.

In a half-conscious, half-awake state, I pulled out my phone and dialed an international call, my voice faint and weak, "I want to go abroad."

The door suddenly burst open.

Aaron seemed drunk, the strong scent of alcohol hit me as he threw off my blanket and reached for my clothes.

The fabric tore apart, and I struggled to stop him.

It seemed like he suddenly sobered up. His rough hand slid down from my collarbone. "Silas, even if you stripped naked and lay in front of me, I wouldn't have the slightest interest in you, the daughter of a murderer."

"But you..."

His teasing gaze lingered on me, and the next second, he grabbed my hand. "I'm not saying I wouldn't accept you helping me solve my problems."

The moment he touched me, I immediately turned my head and dry-heaved a few times.

His eyes, bloodshot, yelled at me, "Silas, can't you have any other emotions toward me?"

The door slammed shut.

I closed my eyes, tears falling onto the blanket, my hand touching my aching heart.

It's okay, Silas, you'll be leaving soon.

The next day, as the sun rose, I heard Harper's voice. She had taken my place and was sitting in my seat.

She sneered when she saw me. "Little fool, I heard you're good at making fried eggs? Want to make me one?"

I shook my head, trying to leave.

Aaron grabbed my wrist and ordered, "Silas, you've been living off the Green family for twenty years, what’s so special about making one meal?"

I glanced at Aaron, then turned and entered the kitchen.

In just ten minutes, I made two fried eggs and respectfully brought them to Harper. She pretended to pour water.

Hot water splashed onto the back of my hand, and the pain made me furrow my brow.