Chapter 275
Chapter 275:
Austin had already heard from John about how exhausting the surgery had been for Yelena. He didn’t even need to ask; Austin just knew. Success was a given with Yelena—he never doubted her for a moment.
Yelena smiled as she typed, “Alright. Goodnight!” As she stepped into the hall, her calm was abruptly interrupted by a stern voice cutting through the air like a whip.
“Where exactly have you been? As a respectful young lady, how can you come home so late every day? This is completely inappropriate p>
Yelena froze for a moment when she heard the voice. It wasn’t until she stepped into the living room that she noticed Elianna had made her return.
Elianna had been off the grid recently, retreating into solitude for some much-needed rest. Today, back in the fold, Elianna hadn’t crossed paths with Yelena all day, a fact that left her mood darker than a stormy sky.
Sensing the tension, Bella put on a mask of concern and chimed in, “Grandma, don’t let it upset you. Stress isn’t good for your health p>
“Oh, Bella, you’re always so sweet—unlike someone who’s wild as weeds and utterly incorrigible!” Elianna cooed, her voice laced with sarcasm.
Yelena, unfazed, kept her composure. “I had some things to take care of. Took some time, so I’ve only just returned,” she explained evenly. She didn’t see the point in divulging her identity as the mysterious doctor Yancy. No one would believe her anyway; they’d just assume she was spinning tall tales.
So, why waste her breath?
“And what important matters could you possibly have? Out gallivanting with unsavory characters again, I suppose? Letting you back here was a mistake—you’ve done nothing but drag the Harris family name through the mud!” Elianna shot back, her tone dripping with scorn.
Yelena stood her ground, her silence speaking volumes. She wasn’t one for petty arguments, choosing instead to let the criticism roll off her like water off a duck’s back.
But Elianna saw her silence as nothing more than stubborn defiance, a direct challenge to her authority—and it made her blood boil.
𝓒𝒉𝒆𝓬𝓀 𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝒉𝓮𝓻𝑒:
Elianna, accustomed to ruling the roost, demanded obedience from everyone under her roof. In her eyes, any hint of resistance was rebellion.
Her frustration mounting, she grabbed the nearest teacup from the coffee table and hurled it at Yelena’s feet. The porcelain shattered, the sharp crash echoing through the room.
Still, Yelena didn’t so much as flinch.
The commotion was loud enough to summon Donna, who rushed downstairs, alarmed. One look at the scene, and she quickly pieced everything together.
“What’s going on here?” Donna asked, her voice tight with concern.
Elianna, ever quick to seize an opportunity to criticize, redirected her ire toward Donna. “Look at the kind of daughter you’ve given birth to!” she snapped. “She shouldn’t have been brought back into this family. Creeping in at all hours—what kind of behavior is that for a lady? If anyone saw, it would be a scandal, an outright disgrace p>
Donna bit her lip, holding back a sharp retort out of respect for her mother-in-law. Instead, she swallowed her frustration and tried to placate Elianna. “Yelena is a good girl. She wouldn’t do anything to shame the family. Please, don’t worry p>
Donna’s faith in her daughter was unshakable. Over the past months, she had come to know Yelena’s character inside and out. Whatever others might think, Donna knew Yelena was incapable of tarnishing the Harris name.
“Ha!” Elianna scoffed. “It’s your constant coddling that’s made her so unruly. No wonder she has no respect!” Her sharp words hung in the air, heavy with blame and frustration.
Bella lingered on the sidelines, a quiet smile of satisfaction tugging at her lips. With Elianna holding the reins at home, Yelena’s days were bound to be far from smooth sailing.
Yelena, however, seemed unfazed. She shot Donna a calm glance and gave a small shake of her head, her cool demeanor speaking volumes.