Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 591: Numb from the Pain (Extra Story)

Chapter 591: Numb from the Pain (Extra Story)

Aurora silently watched as Alexander and Peyton walked toward the backyard. Her heart felt like it was being torn apart, but gradually, it grew numb.

Perhaps when the pain reaches its peak, a person stops caring about any further hurt.

At that moment, the sound of footsteps came from upstairs. Peyton turned around, and upon seeing the elderly woman upstairs, she immediately smiled and called out, "Aunt, you finally came down! We’ve been waiting for you for so long!"

Mrs. Wilson was supported by Mrs. Wilson and Madison as she walked down. At seventy years old, her thin frame and wrinkled face resembled the bark of a tree, like a blade of grass swaying in the wind...

But her eyes were still sharp. Upon seeing Peyton, Mrs. Wilson smiled gently, "Peyton, so it’s you... You’ve been so heartless, not coming to see your aunt for months!"

Peyton quickly released Alexander’s hand and ran up, like a purple butterfly, radiating the charm and joy of a princess.

In Alexander’s heart, this version of Peyton was far more charming than Aurora, who seemed innocent but had climbed into the beds of other men.

Alexander sat down nearby, but he couldn’t help glancing at Aurora. She was standing there, watching Peyton upstairs with a faint expression.

A subtle pain spread within him, but over time, Peyton had given him a different feeling, especially with all the images in his mind of Aurora with Everett...

Gradually, he became indifferent toward this woman, even harboring a growing dislike deep inside.

However, seeing her again, the love in his heart quietly resurfaced. Alexander felt a mix of love and hate for Aurora.

Upstairs, Mrs. Wilson and her niece were chatting and laughing as they came down. Aunt went to meet them, and the group of women walked toward this side.

When Mrs. Wilson saw Aurora, her face suddenly changed, and she sneered, "You little jinx, you fox, what are you doing here? Are you trying to disgust me?"

Aurora stood there, with only Isla standing beside her. The man who had once loved her the most was now coldly staring at her from across the room.

Feeling helpless and sad, Aurora faintly looked at Mrs. Wilson and said, "Grandma, I just came to see you... I wish you a happy birthday and many more years..."

"Shut up! Get out of here! The Wilson family has no granddaughter like you! You didn’t learn anything good at such a young age. Not only were you a thief, but you also killed your parents, and now you’ve become a little porn star!"

Mrs. Wilson’s words were sharp and loud. Aurora had heard them so many times before that she felt numb to them, only shooting her a cold glance.

There was no point in staying here any longer.

Coming here was just a formality, and her task was complete.

"Since that’s the case, I’ll leave now. Have fun, cousins." Aurora lowered her downcast eyes. Alexander hadn’t stepped in to defend her. He was no longer the person he used to be. No matter what difficulties or accusations she faced, he would no longer step in to help her or speak for her.

Aunt quickly grabbed Mrs. Wilson’s arm. "Mom, what century are we in, and you’re still saying things like that?"

"Little sis, are you going to speak for that cheap woman too? I told you long ago that her fate was bad and that we should have sent her away. But your brother and sister-in-law wouldn’t listen. Now look, they’re both gone... and this jinx is still here, disgustingly trying to make me miserable. How could I welcome her?"

Mrs. Wilson’s voice was harsh, and at that moment, Abigail, who had walked in from the backyard, saw the scene with a gleam of triumph in her eyes.

She knew Mrs. Wilson wouldn’t like Aurora, so she had made a call on purpose.

In fact, Aurora didn’t come because of her call. She came because of Eleanor’s words and because she needed to grow.

Isla quietly whispered to Aurora, "Don’t be upset... Grandma Carter is just superstitious. Don’t leave. Stay here with me."

Aurora shook her head, "Forget it. I’ll just ruin the mood here. You all have fun."

Aurora didn’t want to stay. Being here would only bring more insults and displeasure from Mrs. Wilson. And facing Alexander and Peyton, she felt too heavy-hearted to even eat.

Isla felt uncomfortable, watching Grandma Carter continuously curse, and her impression of the elderly woman was quickly deteriorating.

Although Mrs. Wilson was her Grandma Carter, as a girl, Isla couldn’t earn Grandma Carter’s affection.

"You jinxed slut, why don’t you hurry up and leave? Do you want the servants to chase you out with a broom?"

Mrs. Wilson sneered in disgust. She bent down, grabbed a teacup, and threw it at Aurora.

Aurora tilted her body to avoid the cup, saying, "Grandma, if I really am a jinx... why haven’t I killed you yet?"

One sentence made Mrs. Wilson’s eyes widen in anger.

"You... ungrateful daughter, slut, bastard!"

Aunt quickly shot a look at Aurora, signaling her to leave quickly, knowing that if the elderly woman got too upset, everyone would blame Aurora.

"Bastard? Grandma, if you don’t like me, then fine, but why go so far as to put an unnecessary green hat on my deceased father?" Aurora chuckled lightly, her eyes full of sorrow.

"If I weren’t a Wilson, you’d probably have revealed my true background by now, right? By insulting me like this, you’re not only bringing shame to my father but also to the Wilson family... So, I hope next time you speak, you’ll be more rational!"

"Cousin, let’s go!" Isla saw the murderous look in Mrs. Wilson’s eyes and was terrified. She quickly pushed Aurora and whispered to her.

Madison, Abigail, and the others watched with glee.

Mr. Wilson walked in from outside and quickly approached, trying to smooth things over.

Mrs. Wilson was so furious that she was shaking, unable to speak, but the intense hatred in her eyes made Aurora feel truly incredulous.

She was speaking the truth. This old woman’s dislike of her was fine, but calling her a bastard in front of so many relatives was something she couldn’t bear!

Aurora stood there, unafraid, and coldly glanced at Mrs. Wilson before turning and walking out.

Kimi, frightened, shrank into Mrs. Wilson’s arms. Seeing Aurora leave, she tugged at Mrs. Wilson’s hand, "Mommy... maybe you should go talk to sister..."

Mrs. Wilson patted her back. "If your sister doesn’t want to be here, then so be it."

Although Mrs. Wilson was harsh, she never expected her sister-in-law to be even more so, and for a moment, she felt a little sympathy for Aurora.

Alexander had been watching coldly the whole time. It wasn’t until Aurora had left the hall that he snapped out of it, feeling a faint unease in his heart. Looking at Aurora, suddenly fearless, he seemed to... wonder if he had made a mistake?

"I’m so pissed off, so pissed off... that ungrateful daughter... she’s just a shameless slut!"

Mrs. Wilson shouted, as Aunt patted her back, soothing the old woman. Although Isla didn’t like her mother acting this way, she couldn’t bring herself to be angry with her either.

Isla chased after Aurora, calling her name.

Behind her, surprisingly, Peyton was following. What was this woman planning to do next?