Chapter: 93

Lilliana felt no appreciation for Shelia's concern.

Shelia was the mother of Joshua, but she came from a humble background. Jerald had an affair during his marriage, impregnated Shelia, and brought her into the family home.

It was rumored that Jerald and Shelia first met in a nightclub.

Lilliana closed her eyes. "I'm tired, Shelia. You should leave," she said.

Shelia didn't want to bother her any further.

"If you'd like something to eat, please let me know. I can prepare it for you," she offered.

"There's no need. I have a maid here," Lilliana replied.

Shelia wondered if Lilliana was subtly insulting her, implying that she was no more than a servant.

Without saying anything else, Shelia turned and left.

Later on, Joshua returned home. He saw the maid carrying out the food container and emptying its contents into the pet dog's bowl.

He frowned deeply.

Upon taking a closer look, it was indeed the container Shelia had brought earlier.

The maid looked surprised to see him. She greeted him awkwardly, “Mr. Yates."

Joshua maintained a stern expression.

"Who instructed you to feed this to the dog?" he demanded.

The maid feared he would blame her. She explained, “Miss Green said she can't eat greasy food. It would spoil if left out..."

Anger surged within Joshua as he clenched his fists.

During the two years of marriage to Alicia, she always went out of her way to cook for Shelia.

Shelia never accepted those gestures, not even once.

Now, Lilliana refused the soup from Shelia, and the pet dog was eating it.

His frustration reached a breaking point, and he kicked the dog away.

He pointed at the bowl on the ground. "Drink it yourself," he commanded.

The maid's eyes widened in horror. She shook her head frantically.

"Mr. Yates, I can't!"

"Drink it or you're dismissed," he demanded. "Make your choice."

Feeling humiliated by how she was treated, the maid decided to complain directly to Lilliana.

Lilliana listened but showed no interest in the maid's concerns.

She approached Joshua with a smile. "Is something bothering you? You promised when you proposed that you'd love me even if I'm unreasonable. I didn't like the soup, so I threw it away. Is that a problem?"

Joshua set the cake down, struggling to control his growing anger.

"My mother put a lot of effort into making that soup," he said.