“Oh my God! You’re home early! You should’ve told me — I would’ve prepared something special.”
Daniel’s expression didn’t change.
“I’m sure you would have,” he said coldly. “Though you probably would’ve made Lily do it.”
Caroline’s smile stiffened.
“She was just helping. Kids need discipline.”
“Discipline?” Daniel held up his phone, showing the photo he had just taken of Lily’s blistered hands. “These are injuries.”
Caroline swallowed.
“You’re misunderstanding—”
“No,” Daniel interrupted calmly. “I heard everything. You called my daughter a servant. And you called me a fool.”
Her face went pale.
“That was taken out of context.”
“Then explain something to me,” Daniel continued. “Why did you fire the housekeeper and the nanny?”
“They were wasting money.”
“They were protecting my daughter.”
Caroline’s tone sharpened.
“You’ve always spoiled her. She’s dramatic.”
Daniel looked at her as if seeing a stranger.
“Then why has she lost weight?”
Silence.
“How many meals did you take away from her?”
Caroline avoided his gaze.
“…Sometimes.”
That was all Daniel needed.
“Pack your things,” he said quietly. “You’re leaving today.”
Her eyes widened.
“You can’t do that. We’re married.”
“Watch me.”