My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1648 - 1640: Do you want to wash your hands of it now?

Chapter 1648: Chapter 1640: Do you want to wash your hands of it now?

Aria Rowlett’s voice was surprisingly calm, yet colder and more indifferent than ever: "I heard every word you said. And I’m telling you right now, I’m not going back to that so-called family."

"What did you say?" Mrs. Rowlett sounded like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her voice exploding, "Say that again, what did you mean just now?"

"What do you mean ’you’re not coming back,’ you’re leaving your family?"

Aria sneered, her eyes full of mockery: "When you made your choice, you never considered me as your daughter, did you? In your eyes, only Issac is your child. As for me..."

"I’m just disposable."

"Since I’m dispensable in your hearts, what’s the point of me returning to that so-called family?"

"The only thing I should be grateful for now is that you gave me to Gage instead of some other man. Otherwise, who knows what would have happened by now."

Mrs. Rowlett seemed unprepared for these words.

It took her a long time to respond angrily, "What’s wrong with Gage? Our families have known each other for many years, you two grew up together, and he’s such an outstanding child. How is he not good enough for you? Do you really think that just because you went to Film Academy, you’re a famous star?"

"I trusted him because he’s reliable, and our families know each other well. How can you say that I don’t consider you my daughter? Aria, do you have any conscience left? I went through ten months of pregnancy and raised you with great difficulty, is this how you repay me?"

"If it weren’t for you, would our Rowlett family have gotten into this trouble?"

"Are you trying to wash your hands of it?! Do you have a conscience?!"

Aria’s voice remained cold, "I will handle this matter. If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up now."

Having said that, before Mrs. Rowlett could make any more response, Aria hung up the phone.

Then, she blocked her mother’s number.

After doing all this, her eyes suddenly began to sting, and so did her nose.

She couldn’t help but care, after all.

Facing her parents’ favoritism, she was still hurt.

Even though they had been this biased for over ten years.

But she had lived in the Rowlett house for so many years.

Even if she appeared not to care on the surface, how could she truly not care at all?

Aria felt terrible, and she wanted to find someone to talk to.

She dialed Joanna’s number.

*

By the time Aria’s call came in, it was already late.

Joanna was asleep, but the vibration from her phone woke her up.

She picked up the phone, saw an unfamiliar number on the screen, and was about to hang up when her finger accidentally pressed the answer button.

A familiar voice, tinged with tears, came through, "Baby, it’s me."

"Aria?" Joanna looked at the time; it was already past one in the morning.

She looked at the man sleeping beside her, not wanting to disturb him. So, she tiptoed out of bed and walked to the balcony to answer the phone.

"Aria, what happened? Are you crying?"

In the afternoon, she got in touch with Aria and found out that Brandon had already found her, so she was relieved.

But now, hearing Aria cry on the phone, Joanna grew worried again.