Chapter 4My Husband Wants His Ex-Girlfriend on Our Honeymoon

The next morning, Ashley got up early and cooked a huge breakfast spread.

All kinds of dishes, everything imaginable.

Evelyn's eyes lit up, and she praised non-stop: "Ashley is truly a woman who knows how to keep a home, unlike Chloe, who can't even cook rice without turning it into mush."

Ashley cast a shy glance at Liam. "My dream used to be cooking for the man I loved, so I often researched how to make meals."

I sat down expressionlessly, picked up my forks, and started eating.

If some people loved to cook, then let them.

After all, not everyone was destined for a life of leisure. Some people were just born to work their fingers to the bone.

Liam saw my sour face and immediately got annoyed. "Chloe, Ashley got up so early to cook, you could at least thank her!"

Seeing him so eager to defend Ashley, I let out a snort. "She's staying at my place and hasn't paid rent. Why should I thank her? Go online and check how much a night at a luxury hotel in downtown Manhattan costs."

Ashley's eyes immediately welled up. "It's my bad luck to have married a jerk. I know I'm a guest here, but Chloe, isn't what you're saying a little too much?"

I rolled my eyes at her. "Too much? Did I force you to come to my house? Or did I force you to cook?"

Evelyn slammed her forks down. "What's all this fuss about?!"

The atmosphere instantly grew tense.

The three of them sat on one side, making me feel like an outsider.

When Liam spoke, she didn't care. When Ashley spoke, she didn't care. But the moment I opened my mouth, she slammed her forks.

Before I got married, Evelyn had promised me repeatedly that she would treat me like her own daughter.

Was this what she meant by treating me like her own daughter?

Anyone who didn't know better would think Ashley was her daughter-in-law!

I put down my bowl and forks, ready to go back to my room, when Ashley suddenly grabbed my arm:

"Chloe, it's all my fault. If I hadn't been abused by my husband, I wouldn't have had to hide at your house. Please, you and Liam, don't fight because of me."

"I'll just leave now, no matter if that man beats me to death, I will never break up your marriage!"

Ashley said she would leave, but her eyes never left Liam.

Liam, true to form, didn't disappoint. He pulled her into his embrace, full of concern.

"Chloe! Why are you being so aggressive? Ashley isn't staying here forever. Can't you even tolerate her for a little while?"

"Her husband's company went bankrupt, and he took it out on Ashley. Now you're upset and taking it out on her too. What makes you any different from that abuser?"

Ashley snuggled further into Liam's arms, weeping tearfully as if she'd won.

I chuckled. Who was being aggressive here, really?

Evelyn also chimed in, "Always fighting, fighting, fighting! You're going to chase all the good luck out of this house!"

Looking at the trio across from me, I suddenly wondered if they'd be so loving and united without me.

I nodded. "You're right. I'm not generous enough. You two go and have fun. I won't be going. I hope you have a wonderful time."