Chap-78*The Useless Wife*

We came back home in silence, except Daxon kept blasting music in the car. I sat with Marissa in the backseat because I wanted to comfort her.

She had been crying every few minutes. It kind of made me think maybe she kept thinking about her time with him and it was upsetting her.

"Since you are mourning, I don’t think you will be cooking today," Daxon, being an asshole, mumbled and taunted Marissa when entering the mansion with us.

"It’s okay. I can cook. It will help me not pay attention to him," Marissa wiped away her tears and sniffed.

"Cool. Otherwise, you will feel even more useless," Daxon shrugged, but that’s when he crossed the line.

He had been passing nasty comments on her here and there, and I was beginning to get irritated. I didn’t say anything in the beginning because I thought maybe he would shut up, but it was pretty apparent that he knew no limit.

"If you don’t have anything good to say, you should just not talk at all," I blurted out, frowning intensely as I waited f