Chapter 403 You're Kicking Me Out Too?
Elizabeth wrapped up her tasks and suggested she head out. Ruth got up, grabbed her hand, and said, "I'll walk you out."
Zephyr called after her, "Elizabeth, swing by the hospital when you can. Your poor cousin, who can't have kids anymore, could use some company." This hit Phineas and Maria hard. If Zephyr couldn't have kids, what would he do? Their grudge against Betty just got deeper.
Elizabeth, half-amused and half-annoyed, winked at him. "I'll whip up some aromatherapy for you. Losing the ability to have kids isn't that simple. We can keep the poison bug at bay for now."
Zephyr looked touched. "You're the best, Elizabeth."
Ruth walked Elizabeth out, with the three Clark brothers trailing behind, too embarrassed to stick around because of Betty. They needed to find Paul and fill him in.
On the way, Elizabeth whispered to Ruth, "Don't worry. But for the next ten days or so, you still need to put on a show. Linda will probably report your emotions and stuff to Mrs. Clark."
Ruth nodded, "Okay, I'll reach out if anything comes up on my end." As long as the poison bug in Zephyr's body wasn't gone, she'd always be worried. So the acting was pretty genuine.
After seeing Elizabeth to the parking lot, Ruth waved at the Clark brothers before heading back to the ward.
Richard said to Elizabeth, "Mom might take out her anger on you again this time."
Elizabeth shrugged, "I know, but I don't care. She did this to herself, it's not like I forced her. Can't I call her out? Besides, Brenda and her crew have their own agendas. Even if it wasn't me today, it would come out soon enough."
Richard nodded, "That's true. It's right for you to help the Anderson family. Just be careful of Mom and Brenda lately." They'd been dealing with Betty's antics a lot recently.
Elizabeth smiled, "Got it." She was actually hoping they'd cause trouble. It'd be easier to handle, especially Brenda. Elizabeth just wanted to see how many Generational Blessings Ethan could keep giving Brenda.
Elizabeth drove off, and Richard called Paul to explain what had happened. Paul was livid. He'd only been away on a business trip, and Betty had stirred up trouble again. Why couldn't she stop dragging him into messes?
After ending the call with Richard, Paul dialed Betty, ready to let loose. Betty responded defiantly and used her favorite tactic of painting herself as the victim.
Paul realized arguing was pointless; Betty never saw her errors, only the injustices against her. He shifted his tone, "You need to send Brenda away today."
Betty's stubborn streak flared up. "I won't. Brenda is our daughter we raised. How can you be so heartless?"
Paul's voice hardened, "I'm not keeping a foster daughter who's as heartless and vicious as Brenda. Elizabeth is my only daughter."
Betty sneered, "You may only have Elizabeth in your heart, but she has to be willing to acknowledge you as her father first! If it wasn't for her, how would I be resented by my family?"
Paul felt a headache coming on. "Even if she doesn't acknowledge me, she'll always be my only daughter. And this is clearly your fault. Isn't it normal for your family to resent you for causing trouble? What does this have to do with Elizabeth? If something happens to Zephyr, your family will eventually find out the cause, and it'll still lead back to you. Can you think before you act? Don't let Brenda manipulate you."
Betty brushed him off. "What's the use of blaming me now that it's happened?"
Paul shot back, "It's pointless, true. But you still need to send Brenda away."
Betty stood her ground. "I won't. If Amy has that evil wizard target me again, Brenda's diviner can still help me."
Paul's face darkened. "How can you be so naive? Brenda's so-called help is just a way to exploit you!"
Betty grew impatient. "Stop assuming the worst about Brenda and the diviner. None of you can stand to see me happy."
Paul took a deep breath. "If you don't send her away, you can move out with Brenda." He wasn't joking or threatening. If Betty insisted on staying with Brenda, he would let her. His previous kindness and indulgence had not earned her gratitude. Besides disappointment, his heart had grown cold.
Betty couldn't believe it, her voice sharp. "You're kicking me out too? Do you have a mistress outside, wanting me to make way for her?"
Paul's voice was cold. "You're being unreasonable. I have no mistress. I'm giving you two choices: send Brenda away and cut ties, or move out with her."
Betty screamed, "Fine, you're all forcing me. I'll leave!"
Paul felt a chill. "Then take Brenda and go." He was on the brink of filing for divorce. Betty's stubbornness was dragging the entire Clark family down.
The call ended bitterly. Betty immediately called Brenda to pack up and leave. Brenda, though surprised by Betty's willingness to leave with her, didn't feel touched. She knew Betty needed her as a pawn. If there were no benefits and her considerate service, Betty would turn on her at any time. Betty was her foster mother, after all, and could never compare to her real mother, Piper.
Brenda didn't want to move, still hoping to have her brothers submit to her again. But she knew that with Paul's order, she had no choice but to move. She resented Paul for being so heartless, thinking all those years of calling him dad were in vain.
Richard and his brothers were speechless at Betty's choice. But they were also relieved to finally get rid of the troublemaker Brenda. As for Betty, once she suffered from Brenda, she would naturally come to her senses. After all, they had gone through the same thing.
They offered to help but were scolded by Betty. In the end, they still had to help Betty move to a nearby villa under her name with Brenda. They also called a few servants to move with Betty.
But Betty was holding a grudge. So she insisted that her three sons come to the villa every day to have meals with them. If they didn't come, she would call and scold them. During meals, her three sons became her targets for venting.
While they didn't want to abandon their mother, her actions were making it increasingly difficult to maintain any semblance of normalcy or affection in their strained relationship.
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