“You paid for those chores so I could act like a child and pass my duties off while letting Rachel handle everything alone.

That ends today.”

“Is Rachel standing right there whispering in your ear?” Sylvia demanded.

“Put her on the phone this second!”

“Rachel is holding our sick daughter,” Ethan said.

“This call is between you and me.

You will never pay for services in our home again.

You will never step between my wife and me during a crisis.