My Mother Killed Me For Her Stepdaughter novel Chapter 91

After a week, Erica could no longer hold back and asked to meet Kingsley.

The next morning, Erica radiated confidence as she applied lipstick and slipped on her sunglasses for the meeting.

Bobby frowned at her and grabbed her hand. "Where do you think you're going dressed like this? Have you cooked for me? Cleaned the house already?"

For the first time, Erica had shaken off Bobby's grip. "I'm joining the dance club with our neighbors. I've made breakfast. Eat before it gets cold."

With that, she seized the moment while Bobby was distracted and slipped out the door.

Bobby tried to chase after her, but it was too late.

I chimed in, "Dad, have you noticed anything different about my mom lately?"

Bobby, about to head out to gamble, paused.

I maintained a casual demeanor, but inside, I knew my words had planted a seed of doubt in Bobby's mind.

Bobby's expression darkened as he asked, "What do you mean?"

I smiled and sipped my milk. "Maybe I'm just overthinking. Mom loves you. She won't cheat on you."

As expected, Bobby slammed his fists on the table. "Spit it out! What have you noticed?"

Feigning fear, I replied, "Lately, my mom giggles while texting, like she's chatting with someone special. And she often stares out the window, but the view outside the window is just the same. She's probably waiting for someone. Anyway, I'm just guessing. Don't read too much into it."

It wasn't that Kingsley had feelings for Erica. He looked at every woman he danced with the same way, relishing the attention without genuine affection. He enjoyed the thrill of being pursued, which was why Raya pretended to be him to draw Erica in.

While others saw a simple dance, Bobby's imagination ran wild, picturing his wife flirting with Kingsley. Enraged, he stormed over, yanked Erica's hair, and slapped her. "How dare you flirt with another man behind my back! You shameless woman!"

Kingsley quickly slipped into the crowd, seizing the opportunity to escape.

Other women expressed their disapproval of Bobby's outburst, "Hey, we're just dancing! How can you make such baseless accusations?"

Bobby retorted, "Dancing? My wife learned how to hook up with men from you flirts!"

This was the first time Erica had been publicly assaulted. Until now, Bobby's abuse had been confined to home. Even when people suspected she was being mistreated, she would claim her bruises were from falls. But this time, she couldn't lie to maintain her dignity.