Chapter Thirteen

"Stop it, Mother. Why do you have to lash out your anger by burning his cloth?" Natalie's voice was heard from the backyard, she got her hand intertwined with that of her stepmother dragging.

Dylan unspecific about what is happening cleared his eyes and got closer to the two women.

"Mother is that my shirt?" Dylan's eyes fly shot to the shirt that Debbie was fisting her hand around.

"Yes, it is, you dare question me?" Debbie splashes at Dylan.

She was like an inferno, the incident at Cappadocia made her heart boil more and more. Debbie let out a sigh and then held Natalie's hand harder. Natalie winced from the pain of her stepmother's hand pressing against hers.

"Dylan you son of a bitch." When Natalie saw Dylan she angrily shouts. "You're always on my nerves in one way or the other must agree to Weiss."

Dylan was frustrated by her action he knew that he was the reason Natalie had to spend a hefty bag of money in Capadoccia Culinary, but it was not because of her, but his moth
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