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A Husband Decision To Disbelieve

The Rich Mother Who Was Setup By Her Own Nanny

Julian marched across the marble floor with heavy, angry steps.

His face was red as he glared directly at Clara.

Clara stood up from the sofa with her hands shaking wildly.

She looked down at the hot iron resting on the cold floor.

Clara: Julian, please listen to me for one second!

Elena: Sir, she was holding the hot iron near his face!

Clara: That is a complete lie and you know it!

Julian: Elena has been with us for months without any issues!

Clara: She jumped on me and knocked the iron down!

Julian stepped between Clara and the nanny who was crying softly.

He held out his hands and gently took his son from Elena.

The baby stopped crying as Julian rocked him back and forth.

Julian looked at his wife with complete disappointment in his eyes.

Julian: You have been acting stressed for weeks, Clara.

Clara: I am stressed because she is manipulating our home!

Elena: I only care about the safety of this child, sir.

Clara: That's because she's trying to destroy our relationship!

Clara pointed her finger angrily at the maid standing nearby.

Elena lowered her head and squeezed out two large tears.

She looked like a loyal servant who was being falsely accused.

Julian gritted his teeth and shook his head in deep frustration.

He refused to accept Clara's defense about the sudden incident.

Julian: I saw you holding the iron above him myself!

Clara: I was ironing his clothes on the board, Julian!

Julian: You are becoming unstable and dangerous to our child!

Clara: How can you take her side over your wife?

Julian pointed directly toward the massive front exit door.

Julian: I've seen enough! Get out of my house!

Julian: Never come near my son again until you get help!

Clara felt her entire world shatter in a single second.

She looked at Elena who hid a subtle smile behind her hand.

Clara realized that arguing right now would change absolutely nothing.

She grabbed her coat from the couch and walked outside crying.

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