The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson
Chapter 90

Chapter 90

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"Here's your dinner, you lazy bums," the officer sneered as he handed over four trays of food.

"Yuck! What kind of crap is this?" Cassandra complained, looking at her meal with disgust.

"Oh, sorry, princess, but this is the food rats like you deserve," the officer mocked before walking away.

"What did you say?" Cassandra fumed, but she was ignored.

"Just forget it, Cassandra," Ernest said, grimacing. "We'll get our revenge later. Besides, you should be thankful; the food they served earlier looked even worse." He noticed his father! in thought. 'But if he's alive... that means..."

"He's going to smash your face in, just like he promised, remember?" Fredrick's eyes widened as his subconscious conjured up the image of Alexandra sitting across from him with a mocking smile.

Seeing this hallucination made him frown. It wasn't real, and its presence was infuriating him.

"What are you talking about? Of course, I'm real, because part of you wants me to be."

The blonde man stared at the vision, confused. Why was he seeing her now? This had never happened

before.

"I am your guilty conscience, which you've never used," said Alexandra as she stood to walk to him. She leaned in, grasping his chin so their eyes met. "But now that you're cornered, you're regretting your actions, right? That's why I'm here, to remind you that your pathetic and lamentable state is due to your own decisions."

Fredrick stepped back, terrified. He could've swom he felt her touch.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Ernest asked, confused by his father's fearful expression.

"What?" Frederick turned to his son and then back to see...no one. "Oh... nothing. Ernest. This food must be messing with my head," Frederick said, grimacing and poking at his plate.

Ernest just grimaced, worried. Lately, his father had been acting like a madman.

"Ernest..." Cassandra whispered, concerned.

'I know, they're acting strange, and I don't like it."

"Do you think he's gone crazy?"

"Maybe. I think we should figure out how to get out of here and leave them behind, because-"

*Stay away from me!" The twins jumped as their mother woke up screaming, thrashing her arms wildly.

Vanessa," Frederick called out, standing up to approach her.

"No, I don't. huh? But..." Vanessa, still disoriented from her dream, blinked and tried to steady her breathing. Finally, she saw her family. "My children..."

"Mom, calm down. We're right here," Cassandra said, hugging her to offer comfort.

"Yes... but..." Then Vanessa remembered everything and saw the cell bars. "No!" she screamed, pushing

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her daughter aside and grabbing the bars. "Let me out of here! I'm Innocent!"

"Mom, calm down," Ernest urged, standing up to hold Vanessa's arm.

"Vanessa," Frederick said, trying to touch her to make her calm down.

"No, get away from me," Vanessa snapped, pulling away from his touch and glaring at him. "This is all your fault. Look where we ended up because of your damn ambition." "Vanessa, calm down, and remember, you're also responsible for all this," Frederick retorted, pointing a finger at her.

""That's not tr-

"Enough!" Ernest shouted. "Stop fighting."

"Ernest..." Cassandra was equally worried, holding her brother's hand. She hated seeing their parents fight.

The adults made faces, trying to calm down for their children's sake.

"Ernest, even though you're an adult, you should show some respect," Frederick said, trying to sound calm.

"If y

you want my respect, then stop acting so strange and pathetic. You're scaring Cassandra."

"Sorry, my children. I think this situation got us all too worked up," Vanessa said.

"And why does it upset you so much?" Cassandra asked. "We haven't done anything wrong."

*And I want you to explain why Grandpa left everything to that bastard and not to his legitimate grandchildren- Ernest began to question.

"Hah! Legitimate grandchildren?" a mocking voice interrupted. "Seriously, you even lied to your own

children?'