He Returned Home with Flowers Only to Find His Fiancée Attacking His Grandmother

The Shattered Welcome

The heavy mahogany doors of the Sterling mansion always promised warmth, but tonight, they opened to a nightmare. Arthur stepped into the grand foyer, his fingers wrapped around a vibrant bouquet of fresh red tulips. He had bought them for Diana, his beautiful fiancée of six months, hoping to celebrate her official integration into the family estate. The polished white marble floor gleamed under the crystal chandelier, but the silence of the house was suddenly broken by a sickening thud and a sharp, pained gasp.

Arthur froze. Just past the curved cherrywood staircase, his grandmother, Evelyn, lay sprawled on the cold marble. Her knuckles were white as she clutched her silver-handled cane, her frail body trembling. Standing over her was Diana, dressed in a stunning burgundy dress that now looked like a splash of blood against the pristine white room. Diana’s face was twisted in a mask of pure rage, completely unrecognizable from the sweet woman Arthur had proposed to. Without warning, Diana lunged forward, striking the elderly woman again.

"Tell me where it is, you old hag! I know you hid it!" Diana hissed, her voice dripping with venom.

The tulips slipped from Arthur’s hand, scattering across the floor. Shock paralyzed him for a fraction of a second before raw adrenaline took over. He rushed forward, his slate grey suit rustling as he closed the distance. Diana raised her hand to strike Evelyn once more, but Arthur reached her first. He grabbed Diana by her styled hair, pulling her back with desperate force. When she spun around, striking out at him, Arthur reacted on pure instinct. He punched her in the face, sending her crashing to the ground, and placed himself between them, kicking her back as she tried to scramble up.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Arthur roared, his chest heaving as he shielded his sobbing grandmother.