Chapter 16
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Valda stepped out of the kitchen when she heard the commotion She glanced at them briefly but chose to keep quiet.
Maeve’s face was pale, but she stood her ground. “I’ve already broken things off with Jeff. Who I marry is my choice. We’re not in the Stone Age anymore, where parents get to decide who their kids marry!”
Scott was stunned by his usually obedient daughter’s defiance. His anger flared. “What the hell is with that attitude? I’m your father!”
Maeve clamped her lips shut, refusing to respond.
Scott sank back into his chair, his chest heaving with barely controlled rage. After a moment, he demanded, “Who is this guy? What’s his background? What does he do?”
Maeve hesitated before finally saying, “He’s a driver. Its family doesn’t have much, but he works hard…”
“A driver?” Scott exploded, his face twisted with fury. “You’re throwing away a future with the Graves family for some random driver? Have you lost your damn mind? You need to divorce him right now!” His voice thundered through the room, making the coffee cups on the table shake.
Maeve’s hands trembled, but she fired back without a second’s hesitation. “No, I won’t! What’s so wrong with being a driver? If I love him, I wouldn’t leave him even if he
were a beggar!”
Scott’s face turned a furious shade of red. He kicked Maeve sharply in the knee and snarled, “Get out of here and think long and hard about what you’ve done! Don’t
t come out until you agree to the divorce!”
Maeve’s knee buckled from the sharp pain, and she stumbled, but before she could steady herself, Scott grabbed her and shoved her into the storage room, slamming the door shut with a loud click.
Maeve gasped from the pain and pounded on the door. “Let me out! You can’t just lock me in here!”
From a young age, being locked in a room was a
confined spaces. But despite her frantic banging Ommon punishment for Maeve, and she had developed a deep fear of
neither Scott nor Valda made a move to let her out.
“Is locking her up really the best idea?” Valda asked, stepping out of the kitchen, worry etched on her face. “What if she doesn’t change her mind? How are we going to handle returning the Graves family’s engagement gift?”
Scott’s face twisted with irritation. “If she doesn’t she needs to learn who’s in charge here!”
Valda didn’t argue
further.
to her senses, she stays in there until she does. No food, no water-
Maeve pounded on the door until her hands ached, but there was no response. Exhausted, she slid down to the floor, leaning her back against the door, her knees throbbing in pain.
Her face was filled with sorrow. ‘I should have known this to me. How could I have been so stupid?‘
was
s coming,‘ she
thought bitterly. “They were never going to listen
