The Luna Who Paid to Live in Her Own Home Chapter 06

The Luna Who Paid to Live in Her Own Home Chapter 06

The Briarwood Pack.

Mom absentmindedly gathered my belongings from the room.

She searched the entire room before it hit her.

My belongings couldn’t even fill a single cardboard box.

“Mom, what are you spacing out for?”

Della walked over and glanced at her.

“Just throw Rhea’s things out.”

“I still have all these clothes to organize. Hurry up. The renovation crew will be here soon.”

Mom remained silent for several seconds before getting up to help her.

By the time the renovation crew arrived, the small room had just been cleared out.

The wall adjoining Della’s room was densely covered with physics formulas.

“Wow, somebody really hit the books. Smart kid, huh?” one of the workers asked in surprise.

“Smart at what?”

Dad frowned and glanced at the wall.

“Who knows where she copied those formulas from?”

“She covered a perfectly good wall with this mess. Hurry up and knock it down!”

The hammer fell.

Della watched from the doorway, beaming.

A few days later, the two rooms had been completely joined together.

The small room that had once belonged to me became Della’s walk–in closet.

Della hummed as she hung her clothes in the closet one at a time.

That evening, Mom prepared a massive feast, and Dad opened a bottle of expensive wine.

Then Mom paused. “Rhea hasn’t been home in days. Where do you think she went?”

Dad scowled. “She can go wherever she wants. She can fend for herself.”

Della nodded in agreement. “It’s better without her. The house is finally quiet.”

Mom didn’t say anything else, but the relief was written all over her face.

They all believed that their lives would become much easier after I left.

At first, they were right.

Della spent without a second thought.

Mom stopped cooking for an extra mouth.

Mom didn’t have to count the minutes in the shower or charge for soap.

Della shopped recklessly. She bought things not only for herself but also for Milo.

Before long, the newly finished walk–in closet was almost full.

Mom didn’t stop her. She transferred her even more money.

It was as though spoiling Della enough to keep her happy would prove that every choice they had

made over the years was right.

But the relief didn’t last.

When I lived there, I had done almost all the housework.

Now that I was gone, the housework naturally fell to Mom.

Every morning, she got up to clean the house, wash the clothes, and prepare meals.

After everyone finished eating, she also had to wash the dishes.

Almost her entire day revolved around the house.

She gradually became impatient.

One morning, Della yelled from her room, “Mom, where’s my coat?”

Mom didn’t even raise her head. “Find it yourself!”

Della searched her room for a long time before storming out.

“Everything’s in the wrong place! When Rhea was here, at least things were where they belonged.”

Mom froze, knife hovering over the cutting board.

It hit her all at once: how many things I’d been doing that no one had ever noticed.

At first, Della was very satisfied after the two rooms were joined together.

But only a few days later, she began complaining about everything again.

“Rhea lived in this room for so long that it still smells cheap.”

“Let’s redo it.”

She wrinkled her nose.

“This closet’s way too small. It can’t even fit the new stuff I bought!”

“Let’s get a new one.”

Mom’s temples throbbed as she listened.

“We only joined the rooms a few days ago. Why do you want to renovate again?”

Della immediately scowled.

“I suffered for eighteen years after Rhea was born.”

“Now that she’s finally gone, all I want is to redo my room. Why can’t I even have that?”

Dad jumped in before it could escalate.

“We can make a few simple changes now and renovate it again after some time has passed.”

Della’s voice climbed higher. “Wait again? You just don’t want to spend money on me, do you?”

Mom finally lost her patience.

“This family doesn’t have unlimited money for you to redo everything on a whim!”

Della’s eyes went glassy.

“So everything you said about me being the Alpha family’s only daughter was a lie?”

“Rhea’s gone and suddenly you won’t spend money on me?”

The anger Mom had suppressed for days finally erupted.

“Haven’t we given you enough?”

“What more could you possibly want?”

She blurted out, “Why can’t you just be grateful for what you have, like Rhea was?”

The room fell dead silent.

Everyone froze in place.