Chapter 30: Surviving Angela's Intrusion

Susan's POV

“Not while I am still here.

I never asked you to excuse us.

You ain't leaving until I say so. You are part of this family.

If she can't speak in front of you, then the exit door is hers to use,” he mocked me despite not speaking to me directly.

Ethan's Father turned out to be a stumbling block I never expected while Angela became a darling at the dying minutes.

“it's fine

She can stay.

It's like you said, she's family,” I spoke in a cracked tone.

I was forced to accept Angela to be part of the discussion.

It wasn't my intention to do that. However, it was the only way I got to speak with Ethan's Father.

From the little I've witnessed, he seemed to love her a lot.

I am not certain if he loved Ethan's mother in such a manner.

It looked as though she had jinxed him with a powerful love spell.

Ethan's Father practically worshiped the ground Angela walks on.

It was weird witnessing Ethan's Father acting like a toddler in love.

At some point, he got me jealous of his marriage to Angela.

I was this close to measuring their marriage with mine.

“Now that you're seated, what are you here for? Did Ethan send you? If he did, then he's a coward.

If he needed financial assistance, why didn't he come to me?” Without verifying, Ethan's Father concluded inside of him.

He was so sure that the company was crashing. According to him, that's the only time Ethan reaches out to him.

“It's not about the company, Uncle.

The company is waxing stronger than ever before,” Paul intervened on my behalf.

I was glad he was able to finally speak.

That was the first time he ever said a word since we arrived at the mansion!

I was starting to think that he had lost his confidence

"Shut the fuck up, Paul. I wasn't talking to you.

Have you lost your manners?' he blasted Paul for speaking and treated him like a child?

I pitied Paul.

I imagined it was me that was yelled at.

No one saw that coming, including Paul, who was attacked. I couldn't Fathom the rift between them.

Seeing Ethan's Father disrespect Paul like that, it dawned on me that he never acknowledged the presence of Paul.

“I'm sorry, Uncle.

I just thought I would speak up,” Gulping the insult with his saliva, Paul apologized.

“Over to you, Suzy.

Why are you here?

I don't recall inviting you over,” Mr. Woods returned his gaze to me.

He didn't even act like Paul's apology meant anything to him.

“Ethan isn't aware that I'm here. And please, I would want it to remain like that,” I set the record straight.

The reason for my explanation was to erase any negative thoughts about us in his mind.

“Okay. Bring it on,”

He rolled his eyes.

“Maria is back.” I unleashed the bombshell.

I didn't see the need to beat around the bush when it was clear that I needed help.

“Maria?

Who's that? Sorry, I don't recall anyone bearing such a name,” Ethan's Father became absent-minded.

It's barely six years since Ethan divorced Maria and the old man can't recall a thing.

I find such acts absurd.

If his memory had been altered, how on earth was he able to convince Angela to be his wife?

I guess that's a story for another. It's a question only he can provide.

“Maria, Ethan's ex-wife relocated to another city. Remember her now?” I did a detailed explanation.

“Wait a second!

Maria is the same person as Naomi Jackson?” His memory was automatically restored at the mention of Naomi Jackson.

It's funny how Naomi Jackson has become a household name that even Ethan's Father knows about her.

“Yes, sir.

She's married with kids.

Ethan thinks he's the Father of triplets boys.” I added.

I also explained how Ethan got arrested at an event for confronting Maria.

“I was aware of Ethan's arrest,” Mr. Woods stunned us all

I was left speechless.

And here I was, explaining to someone who already knew the full story

“It's natural for you to be stunned. When I found out about his arrest, I called the station and ordered his release,” Ethan's Father added.

In less than two minutes, he has messed with my head.

I hated myself even more each time I remembered how Maria tricked us into signing the restraining order document.

If only I could turn back the hands of time, I wouldn't have rushed to sign the document.

Stupid me! I was so desperate to see my husband come out of jail that I failed to do my assignment.

Maria turned out to be the smart one this time. She capitalized on my desperation and used it against me.

“This is tough to hear.” I sighed in frustration.

“Please, you have to do something to stop Ethan.

He still wants to go after the kids despite the restraining order.

If he makes such a move, he's most likely to spend the rest of his time in jail.

I wouldn't want that to happen, sir,” I pleaded with Mr. Woods.

To prove how desperate I needed his intervention, I scrubbed my knees on the ground and cried my eyes out.

I wasn't bothered by the presence of Angela who has chosen to become my worst enemy.

“Get up, Susan.

This isn't necessary. You're embarrassing yourself,” Mr. Woods urged me.

I refused to stand up until he decided to help me out.

Ethan and his Father might not be the best of pals, but he certainly respected his Father.

“What makes you think he can talk to your husband?

Are you aware that we barely speak to each other?” Angela made a shocking introduction.

Hearing her speak against me was disheartening.

It created this monster Inside of me that wants to tear her skin apart with my sharp claws.

I wished she never spoke.

She made more sense while muted.