The Revenge of the Mute Wife by Melanie Paulson

"Wait... what did she say?" Cassandra asked, frightened.

"Deborah isn't here? Where did she go?" Frederick interrogated.

"No idea, but what I know is that poor girl won't be coming back to this house. Good for her because only idiots like you would come yelling at her door," the woman said, annoyed as she closed her apartment door.

The father and daughter were astonished because that was something they never thought would happen: Deborah leaving that house. Where did she go? With what money? Did she manage to win over Roger and move into that luxurious house old Mr. Peterson had given them?

Many questions swirled in their heads, and as if it was fated, Roger happened to just arrive at the apartment, looking furious.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

He was lost in his thoughts, mentally cursing stupid Deborah because she had helped fulfill his father's threat. Now he was just another employee who had been scolded by 'his boss' for being late. Roger swore he would make sure she never dared to escape from that damn place again once he found her. How hard was it to live like a dead person in that house and leave him alone? He even gave her money to eat and never lacked anything. What an ungrateful piece of crap she was.

"When I see her, I swear I'll-"

"Roger," Roger snapped out of his thoughts and found two headaches in front of him: his so-called father-in-law and the mute girl's stepsister.

"You..." Roger started to say, frowning.

"Dear son-in-law, it's good to see you. I've been looking for you for a while, and-" Frederick approached to greet Roger.

"Save your breath because I'm not interested in whatever you have to say unless you know where Deborah is," Roger interrupted.

"Um, Roger-"Cassandra looked at him, confused and anxious. -

"I'm not in the mood, Cassandra, so I'd appreciate it if you leave or I'll take it out on you," he said, clearly irritated.

"But what happened, Roger? Can we help you improve your mood?" Cassandra asked, trying to approach him. +15 BONUS

"Family problems..." he grumbled reluctantly, pushing her away roughly.

"Does that mean you won't lend us any money?" Frederick asked, a bit anxious since he had been looking forward to it.

"That's right... I'M NOT LENDING YOU ANYTHING."

"But why, Roger? We need it. Aren't we family and-" Cassandra commented, trying to hug him.

"Let go of me!" he said, pushing her and making her fall to the ground.

"Ouch..." she groaned, feeling tears welling up in her eyes.

"Roger, what the hell is wrong with you? Why are you hurting my princess?" Frederick demanded.

"Do you want to know what's wrong with me? I'll tell you: I just lost everything. because of your fucking daughter's stupidity! So if you want money, make her fucking come back home!" Roger shouted before pushing them aside to make his way into his apartment. Frederick and Cassandra were left dumbfounded at the doorstep, on the ground.

They never imagined something like this would happen.

"Dad..." Cassandra called out, getting up and trying to help him up too.

"This... this can't be... Did Deborah really leave? No... no, that's not possible," Frederick said, frightened. "She loves Roger. She couldn't have just left like that."

"Dad, what's going to happen with my apartment you promised if Roger doesn't lend you money?"

"Don't worry, my love, I will fix this, but now we must find that useless Deborah and get an explanation from her," Frederick said angrily, walking towards the elevator. "But how-"I

"Hush... keep quiet," he said, annoyed, as he took out his phone to call his son. "Hey, do you know anything about Deborah?"

"Why should I?"

"That fool ran away from home."

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"What?! Dad, don't play me, I was already counting on the money you were

going to ask that idiot Roger for.'

"Well, he won't give us anything because he says he lost everything because of Deborah."

"Tch..."

"Help me and ask your friends to find her."

"It won't be cheap, but I'll ask them for that favor," he said, ending the call.

After that, the father and daughter returned to their car to go home and figure out a way to find Deborah themselves. They were ready to demand an explanation for her actions.

Unfortunately, finding her was easier said than done. They didn't know where to look because they made sure Deborah had no friends and lived isolated from the world.

Their only hope was if one of Ernest's friends could find her, although that was difficult because Deborah didn't have any social media accounts, blogs, or anything they could track. And the worst part about this situation was that they had already spent the money that Roger was supposedly going to lend them-they were in debt. They had to find the mute girl, and fast.

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