Breaking Free From My Ex (Grace and Antonio) novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141

The few people who had heard the commotion downstairs had just made it upstairs when they caught Rosalie’s humiliating remarks. Seeing Helena’s bedroom door littered with clothes and bedding, everyone except Julian had unpleasant expressions on their faces.

“Rosabe, you’re going too far, Helena said, already having lost her temper downstairs.

Now, seeing her things thrown out, she couldn’t help but confront Rosalie.

“Am I Rosalir nonchalantly raised an eyebrow. “The one who shamelessly took over my room doesn’t think it’s too much. Why should I?”

With a smirk, she glanced between Claudia and Helena, letting out a derisive snort. “You two really are mother and daughter. The trait of brazenly stealing from others is truly in your blood. No one else could imitate it.”

Julian, who had been quietly watching his soon–to–be–ex–wife’s performance, subtly twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a bit relieved that her

You… Helena was full of anger, wanting to curse more, but seeing Julian standing by and watching, she swallowed her words.

She then put on her innocent, pitiful face and choked out. “Even if you won’t let me stay in your room, you shouldn’t just throw my things out. You could have told me, and I would have moved out myself.”

Her tears were on the verge of falling, a perfect example of a soap opera’s leading lady.

Rosalie, however, had no interest in indulging her disgusting act

She simply said. “This is my room. If I don’t want the things in it, they have to go. Do I need to ask anyone else’s permission?”

“H–how can you be like this, Rosalie!” Helena’s tears flowed like a broken string.

Though Helena wanted to tear Rosalie apart in her heart, all she could do now was cry.

Ignoring Helena, Rosalie looked at Hollie, who was standing behind Claudia with a resentful expression.

Disregarding the anger on Hollie’s face, Rosalie said, “Hollie, go get a new set of sheets and bedding and make the bed.”

Hollie was reluctant to move, but Rosalie was also a master of the house, and she didn’t dare refuse directly. She could only look to Claudia for guidance.

Claudia’s face was so twisted with anger at Rosalie that she couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t really rush up and tear Rosalie’s mouth apart if she let her continue like this.