The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 1090

Stella’s voice was calm, steady as still water.

“If Shawn is so important to you both,” she said quietly, “why not just knock me out and toss me into his bed? That way, you can make amends and grant Shawn his wish all at once. Wouldn’t that be easier?”

A cold, derisive laugh slipped from Israel. “So, Stella, have you finally taken a liking to Shawn? Can’t wait to climb into his bed, is that it—”

Before he could finish, Jonathan cut him off, his tone sharp as steel. “That’s enough, Israel.”

At the same moment, a mug sailed through the air and struck Israel squarely on the head.

Smash. The mug hit the floor and shattered, shards skittering across the hardwood.

Israel staggered, seeing stars, and it took him a while to collect himself.

Joshua’s voice rang out cool and clear from across the room. “She’s your sister, not someone you can insult whenever you feel like it. You haven’t even bothered to ask what happened, but you’re so quick to pass judgment. It’s a pretty ugly look, don’t you think? If you can’t muster a little respect, I’d be glad to teach you some manners myself.”

Israel opened his mouth to argue, but Jonathan silenced him with a look.

After a brief pause, Jonathan turned to Stella, a note of uncertainty in his voice. “Star, what happened?”

As he spoke, a suspicion had already begun to take root in his mind. He’d heard rumors about Shawn’s wandering hands. Paired with what Stella had hinted at earlier, he could piece together most of the story.

Israel let out a bark of laughter, as if he’d just heard the world’s best joke. “Stella, don’t embarrass yourself by comparing yourself to Aurora. She’s the most sought-after socialite in the city. None of those other privileged girls—talented as they are—can hold a candle to her. She’s a hundred times the woman you are. As for you—”

He gave Stella a slow, dismissive once-over, his contempt barely concealed. “What do you have besides your violin? And now you can’t even play anymore. What right do you have to compete with Aurora?”

He seemed oblivious to how much his words stung.

Jonathan, unable to listen any longer, snapped, “That’s enough, Israel.”

But Israel pressed on, righteous in his indignation. “I’m just telling the truth. She’s always been jealous of Aurora, always trying to outdo her, even though she never measures up.”