The Ashford family had spent the entire night looking for Rhea Vale. Even Old Master Ashford was alarmed. He sat on the sofa, his entire body exuding an aura that discouraged anyone from disturbing him. It was futile to educate Rhea now. Riven Ashford did not sleep the entire night either. He was just waiting for Rhea to return home.
The next day at noon, Rhea had mentally prepared herself. She returned to the Ashford family's home. She stood in front of the Ashford family's door for a while before slowly walking in. She had not returned last night, and now she could not avoid being reprimanded.
Rhea had lost her temper at the Ashford family yesterday, and she did not hold back at all. Now, she was much calmer. She advised herself to hold back her anger and not lose her temper again. Her appearance made Riven, who had been dozing off, suddenly open his eyes. He turned to look at his wife, who walked in somewhat awkwardly. He was sitting on the sofa, and he adjusted his posture.
"You didn't come home at night, and you didn't inform us at all. How could you do that? And you shouted at me?" Old Master Ashford's eyes were wide with anger. He had truly scared Rhea.
Rhea said, "Dad, I went to my friend's house yesterday. When I arrived, I realized that I didn't bring my phone with me, so I couldn't tell you guys."
"Don't call me dad!" Old Master Ashford's voice was a little hoarse, and his roar was filled with anger.
Rhea pursed her lips, and she swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. In this situation, she would be a fool if she opened her mouth again.
Old Master Ashford was originally filled with anger, and he even wanted Rhea to divorce Riven. Now that he saw Rhea standing there, obediently waiting to be reprimanded, a portion of his anger subsided. Then, he thought of the butler's constant reminders. Only the person who made the mistake could rectify it. In the end, he was the one who had insisted on her joining the Ashford family.
"Forget it, Rhea. Do you admit your mistake?" Old Master Ashford sighed and glared at Rhea as he spoke.
Riven did not say a word the entire time. He wanted to know if Rhea would apologize for what had happened last night. After all, she had impulsively stayed out all night. If she had at least called home, he could still convince her to come back.
"I don't admit it." Rhea's answer was just as Riven had expected. This little girl was as stubborn as an ox. Her answer, without a doubt, triggered the anger that Old Master Ashford had been holding back.
"Then go to the isolation room and face the wall to reflect on your mistakes. You will not come out until you admit your mistakes." Old Master Ashford did not rebuke her this time. Instead, he spoke in a gloomy voice. Even if Rhea was a little soft-hearted, she would not give in.
Old Master Ashford gave the butler a look. He knew that Rhea was a stubborn girl, so he wanted the butler to persuade her.
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The butler brought Rhea to the isolation room. When they arrived, the butler looked at the girl who was pretending to be calm. He said, "Madam, go and admit your mistake to the master. Admit your mistake, and this matter will be over. This isolation can be avoided."
"Thank you for your kindness. However, I didn't do anything wrong, so I won't admit anything." Rhea entered the small dark room by herself and closed the door stubbornly.
Rhea thought that she would be reprimanded, but she never thought that she would be punished. And the punishment was confinement. She shook her head helplessly. After closing the door to the small dark room, the room instantly fell into complete darkness. It was so dark that she could not even see her own fingers. She raised her hand and searched the wall. Not long after, she found the light switch. A dim light lit up in the small dark room.
The small space was only about ten square meters. Rhea sat cross-legged on the ground. Fortunately, the room was not that hot. She rested her chin on her hand and thought about what she had experienced over the last few days. It was so much more eventful than what she had experienced over the past few years.
No wonder most women nowadays were afraid of marriage. She was tired. Marriage felt like jumping from her comfort zone to a danger zone in which she did not know what would happen next. Every day was a mystery. Every day was a game.
Rhea was a little depressed. She got up and walked around the small room. Suddenly, she saw a wall that was slightly different. The wall was full of potholes and many scratches. She thought to herself, 'Could it be that other people were locked in here for so long that they had to keep track of their isolation period?'
She had planned to continue the drawing, but she did not have any stationery with her. "Looks like this person was punished often. He knew how to bring stationery in here," the bored Rhea muttered to herself.
In the living room, after Rhea left, Bella Evans, who had been listening from upstairs, came down. Riven got up and said, "Since everyone is here, let me emphasize one more thing. Rhea Vale is my wife. Respecting me means respecting her. If you think my wife is an eyesore, then I'll take her away."