A Stolen Kiss From THE CEO!-Chapter 207 - 207 Where Is My Wife?

207 Where Is My Wife?

“Me! Insignificant!” Yvonne’s bulging eyes almost popped out of its socket.

She couldn’t believe her eyes or her ears at the words coming out of Ella’s mouth.

This was the same Ella, who was a scared little puppy some months back. The same crybaby Ella, who was always careful not to overstep her boundaries. The same Ella, who had been very careful not to piss off anyone in the Treshvire family.

“This Ella has indeed grown wings!” Yvonne mused incoherently.

“Yes, you!” Ella looked her straight in the eyes and pointed at her, fearlessly. “As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, I am Mrs. Ariella Treshvire, a bonafide and legally married wife to this family. My husband’s home is also my home. If anyone should confront me about using anything in this house, it should be your mum or your unmarried sister.”

“You gold-digging b**ch!” Yvonne pointed her finger at Ella threateningly. “You...”

“Tramp! Witch! Devil’s concubine!” Ella chuckled wickedly, making Yvonne speechless for some seconds.

“Aren’t you tired of calling me names? Come on, Yvonne, it’s too early to be this noisy. You just lost your dad and Nana. Any sensible daughter would be mourning such losses and not instigating trouble.”

“And what gives you the right to talk to my daughter in that manner, you shameless evil child?”

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Marissa came to Yvonne’s rescue. She turned her attention to Ivory and said;

“Ivory, I am so disappointed in you. You stood there and watch this witch insult your elder sister and yet you did nothing to stop her.”

“What do you expect me to do, mum? Aren’t you and Yvonne tired of harassing Ella?”

“Shut up!”

Marissa and Yvonne both yelled at the same time.

“I won’t shut up, mum!” Ivory fired back fiercely. “I’ve had enough of your ill-treatment towards Ella. We’re supposed to be mourning the loss of daddy and Nana, but you guys choose this time to quarrel and fight with Ella. If dad’s spirit was here watching us right now, what do you think he would say?”

Marissa wanted to say something but Ivory’s words caught her off guard. Thoughts of her husband engulfed her mind and instead of words, tears started falling from her misty eyes.

“Do you see what you’ve done, Ivory? You are now making mummy cry because of the witch standing before you; who has got you hypnotized.” Yvonne lamented as she took Marissa into her hands and gently soothed her.

“I beg your pardon! Mum won’t be crying if you didn’t come here to make trouble.” Ivory sneered at Yvonne.

“I want the both of you out of this kitchen, this instant!”

Marissa shouted at the top of her voice. She freed herself from Yvonne’s hold and matched toward Ella and Ivory intending to throw away Ella’s steaming food on the ground.

On impulse, Ella picked up the knife close to her and waved it menacingly at Marissa and Yvonne.

“Enough! I have had enough! I will never allow either of you to hurt me again as you did before.” Ella’s eyes suddenly turned bloodshot causing Marissa to quickly retreat.

“If anyone dares me one more time, I will make someone bleed. I will have this meal in peace or pieces!”

Yvonne, who has been the first to taste Ella’s fury knew that this was not an empty threat. So, she called out to her mum while taking backward steps out of the kitchen.

“Mum, let’s get out of here before the witch kills us!”

“Yes! She has gone mad again!” Marissa cried out as she quickly caught up with Yvonne. “Go get your phone and call your brother to come home now and take away his mad wife before she kills someone.” 𝘧𝚛𝗲𝘦𝚠𝙚𝙗𝙣o𝙫𝗲𝚕.𝐜o𝓂

“Okay, mum!” Yvonne replied and left abruptly.

“Ivory, please, for goodness sake...” Marissa clasped both hands together pleadingly. “... I just lost your father and grandma. I don’t want to lose you too, to that crazy woman beside you. Please, come over to mummy.”

“Go mum, I’m fine! Ella will never hurt me!” Ivory replied dryly. She was repelled by her mum’s domineering and condescending behavior.

“Ivory, it’s mum! You can’t possibly choose a mad woman over your mum!” Marissa begged further.

“No one is taking your place mum but right now, I want to be by Ella’s side. So please, go! Ella is hungry and needs to eat! She’s carrying your grandchild for goodness sake! Have some humanity!”

Marissa breathed in deeply and sighed out loud. Inwardly, she felt ashamed for harassing a pregnant woman.

‘What would Nana Esther or even Rex think of me now, if they were alive? They would be greatly disappointed in me.’ Marissa sighed again before leaving the kitchen, looking and feeling defeated.

“Ella, are you alright?”

Ivory cautiously moved towards Ella as she dropped the knife and placed her hand on her tummy while breathing heavily.

Ella nodded her head slowly before responding.

“Yes! I just need to sit down for a while to calm myself down.”

“Okay, let me get you a chair.”

Ivory quickly grabbed a seat and pulled it towards Ella to sit down.

“Thank you, Ivory, for always standing up for me. Because of your unconditional love and kindness, I feel so blessed and safe. You will make one amazing aunty to your nephew or niece when they are born.”

“I hope it’s a girl because I want a girl that looks as beautiful as you!”

Ivory beamed as she walked over to the pot of soup and dished out a reasonable amount for Ella to eat. Then she placed the food on a tray and walked over to Ella.

“Bon appetit!” She smiled and dropped the tray of food before Ella.

“Merci!” Ella smiled and blew a kiss at her.

While they were eating, Ella told Ivory that she would love to take a walk to a special place that Nana Esther once suggested to herself and Leon.

“Please, can I come with you? Because I don’t want to stay in this house alone.” Ivory pleaded.

“Sure!” Ella wiped some soup off her lips with a napkin. “I was going to ask you to accompany me.”

“Splendid!”

When Ella and Ivory were done eating, they both tidied up in the kitchen and left the house together without informing anyone of their plans.

After almost an hour of Yvonne reaching out to Leon. He stormed into the house with a vengeful look on his face.

“Where is my wife?”