“How dare you hurt my mother?!” Eve Wright, Damian’s sister thundered, and reached out to pry Amelia’s fingers away, but she didn’t need to. Amelia had already released her hold.
Both Eve and Martha had never liked her, neither did they ever make her feel welcomed into the family.
Martha cradled her wrist, stunned and trembling. Had no one stepped in, there was no doubt in her mind, Amelia would have broken her wrist.
“Disrespecting your elders is one thing.” Martha began, her voice razor-sharp as her glare bore into Amelia. “But now, you’ve pushed Howard into the hospital bed with your wickedness! Do you think you can get out of this?!”
Martha’s dislike for Amelia ran deep. To her, this woman had never been worthy of her son, no strong family background, no influence, no pla
