You Want Me Back? Sorry, Request Rejected Chapter 11

You Want Me Back? Sorry, Request Rejected Chapter 11

Elise’s gaze turned icy, the hand at her side clenching tight. “What gives you the right, Calvin?” 

Arthur had been a master of classic arts. That 

massive painting had taken him years to complete, 

all so he could give it to her as a wedding gift. 

Because the frame was so large, she’d left it 

behind when moving out and hadn’t managed to 

pick it up yet. 

Before this, Sabrina had casually mentioned to 

Calvin that she was about to shoot a period drama 

and wanted to borrow that painting for the set. 

Even if Elise had cast aside her dignity due to her 

love for Calvin, she still hadn’t agreed to lend out that painting. She never imagined he would actually go this far over this incident. 

Sabrina was ecstatic inside, but on the surface, she 

still pretended to reluctantly compromise. “Elise, if 

you really like that painting so much, just think of it 

as me borrowing it from you. I’ll return it once I 

finish filming.” 

Calvin didn’t think it was a big deal. “It’s just a 

painting. I’ll have someone send it over to the set 

tomorrow.” 

Elise’s teeth chattered with anger. “Calvin, that 

painting belongs to me. Since when do you get to 

use it to score points with someone else?” 

He shot her a long, cold look, his voice hardening. ” 

Don’t be unreasonable.” 

“Mommy, Sabrina said that if you make a mistake, 

you have to fix it. Even if the pajamas were yours, 

you still have to take responsibility for what 

happened,” Rowan said seriously. 

Elise let out an exasperated laugh. “So if I put out 

rat poison and a stray dog eats it and dies, I’m 

responsible for that, too?” 

Rowan was struck speechless. Elise’s clothes only 

carried the scent of mugwort because he and Regina had begged her to use it. Didn’t that make 

them the rats in her analogy? 

The next second, Regina suddenly snapped like a 

cornered animal. She gave Elise, who was still sick, 

a hard shove. “Mommy, you’re evil! Stay away from 

Sabrina, and stay away from us!” 

Elise was caught off guard. She was already weak, and the push sent her stumbling back several steps. She only managed to steady herself when a 

small, warm hand grabbed her. 

A little head popped out from behind her. Isabel 

blurted out in surprise, “Pretty lady, are you a 

homewrecker? My daddy says only homewreckers 

get hated by the wife’s kids. Kids love their 

mommies the most and have to protect them. If a 

daddy has a mistress, then he’s no better than the 

hazardous trash that goes in the toxic waste bin!” 

As soon as the words were out of her mouth, the 

four people across from her all froze, their 

expressions twisting. 

Elise smiled bitterly. “I’m the wife.” 

“What?” Isabel stared at her in disbelief, then 

pointed at Rowan and Regina. “Then… they’re illegitimate?” 

“Shut up! You’re the illegitimate one!” Regina exploded, lunging forward to shove her. 

This time, Elise was ready. She caught Regina’s 

wrist first. “Regina, who taught you to talk to 

people like that?” 

Regina burst into loud sobs. “Mommy, you’re taking 

some outsider’s side! You’re not siding with me! 

You don’t love me anymore!” 

Isabel blinked innocently. “But just now, you were taking that lady’s side and not your mommy’s, 

either. You guys don’t love her, too.” 

Regina was rendered speechless. Then, she glared at her viciously. “This is none of your business! She’s my mommy!” 

Rowan chimed in, “Sabrina only got sick and ended 

up in the hospital because she wore Mommy’s 

clothes. This is Mommy’s fault. We’re standing up 

for what’s right, not just blindly siding with family.” 

“Oh.” Isabel nodded like she’d suddenly 

understood. “So, this pretty lady forced your 

precious Sabrina to wear her clothes and 

threatened to kill her if she refused?” 

The twins stared at each other. That didn’t sound 

quite right. 

Rowan said in a small voice, “Sabrina was the one 

who asked to wear the pajamas.” 

A trace of displeasure flashed across Sabrina’s face. 

Isabel put her hands behind her back, acting like 

she was an adult. “I get it now. That means she’s a shameless homewrecker who likes stealing 

someone else’s husband, kids, and clothes!”