Eric squinted at Crystal, but he kept his peace. He knew that, because of the way Paul treated Nancy, her impression of Michelle would be bad no matter what he said. Now, he assumed that it would be impossible to build a case against Crystal’s prejudice with the way things were.
He picked up a cigarette, lit it, and took a couple of casual drag. He blew the smoke into the room, and when he saw Crystal frown, he realized that she did not like the smell of cigarette smoke. He smiled and said, “If you don’t like the smell, I can put it out…”
Crystal gave him a curious look. “So, if I do not want you to smoke, you won’t?” she asked. “Is that correct?”
“It is,” Eric replied. “I told you that if you agreed to marry me, I would do whatever you want.”
“Then I want you to qui
Crystal met Nancy and Paul at the bottom of the stairs. The fact that Nancy’s face was pale and that she still was not walking bothered, Crystal. “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Are you unable to walk?” Nancy shook her head and said, “I am fine. I just feel a little dizzy.” “Okay. Good.” Crystal looked at Noah, thanked him, and said, “Put her on the sofa.” Noah cautiously put Nancy on the sofa, and he took a deep breath as he looked at her. “She’ll be fine,” he said. “She just needs some rest.” Nancy looked around the room but did not see her son. “Where is Clark?” she asked in dismay. “I didn’t see him,” Crystal admitted. “I looked around, but I couldn’t find him...” Nancy frowned and called one of the servants into the liv
Before Noah could hug Nancy, Clark grabbed her hand and shook it. “Mom,” he said. Do you want uncle Noah to hug you? Why do you want him to hug you? Can’t you hug me instead?” The boy was jealous, but because he had an immature face, he looked lovely. Nancy gently squeezed his small face. “I feel a little uncomfortable,” she explained patiently. “So, I don’t have enough strength to hug you anymore. When I recover, I can hold you again. Is that okay?” “I can hug you, Mom.” After speaking, Clark reached out his hands to hug Nancy. He stretched his arms as far around her as he could and buried his face in her stomach. Nancy was amused. She kissed her son on the cheek and said, “Clark, when you grow up when I am too old to walk, will you help me?” She hoped that Clark would grow up quickly. Once he was a real man, no
Crystal was enraged by the things that Paul was saying to Nancy, and she was unwilling to let it continue. She stood up and said, “Paul Burnett, this has nothing to do with Nancy. It’s just a misunderstanding, so please don’t make such a fuss.” Paul rolled his eyes at Eric and chuckled. “Look after your wife,” he said. “She’s getting more and more arrogant every day. Aren’t you going to put her in her place?” “I can’t,” Eric replied. “I have a weakness for my wife.” “Are you willing to lose a friend over a woman?” Paul asked. “I don’t know,” Eric snapped. “Are you?” The two bickered like kids until Michelle finally interrupted them. She turned to Paul and said, “Forget it. They are our guests, and I don’t want the atmosp
Eric was used to smoking after a meal, so he had not even thought about his promise to Crystal when he sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette. Crystal was infuriated, though. She marched over to him and said, “You said that you would quit smoking for me. It seems that men take their vows about as seriously as they do their farts.” As soon as Crystal began speaking, Eric remembered his vow, and he immediately snuffed out the cigarette. He threw it in the ashtray and said, “I forgot. I am sorry. This isn’t easy. I am trying, but you will have to be patient with me. I am doing my best…” “This is your best!” Crystal scoffed. Now that she had him in a corner, she asked him if he had given Michelle the bracelet that she wore on her wrist. “I know you did,” she insisted.
That night, Crystal had to share a bed with Nancy and Clark. Before going to bed, though, she decided to have a bath. When she was finished, she went into the adjoining room to get the hairdryer. Nancy had been reading a bedtime story to Clark, and he had just fallen asleep. As Crystal entered the room, someone knocked on the door, and she rushed over to open it before the noise woke the baby. She thought that the intrusion was from one of the servants, so she was surprised to find Michelle standing in the hallway. She had an absent look on her face, and she was wearing a black lace nightgown. The nightgown was translucent, and her private parts could vaguely be seen, giving her a look that was sexy and bold. “What’s wrong?” Crystal asked. Michelle pouted and said, “I’m looking for Miss Carter.”
Nancy’s bottom lip was trembling, and tears began to well up in her eyes. She looked up at Michelle. “What did I ever do to you?” she cried. “Why do you have to keep torturing us? Do you even have any conscience? And if you hurt my child, aren’t you afraid that Karma will come for you if you have any children?” “Karma!” Michelle scoffed. “That bitch has already taken her pound of flesh from me, so I am not afraid of her anymore. After all, when my child was taken from me, I had done nothing to deserve it!” For the first time, Nancy saw a c*ck in Michelle’s armor. There were tears in the other that she had been severely hurt in the past. She thought - This is probably the reason why she doesn’t like kids and why she abuses Clark. But who could have hurt her so badly? She did
When Nancy heard Michelle’s threat, she turned to Crystal and said, “Let her go.” Crystal nodded and took her foot off Michelle’s back. Then Nancy rushed to Clark’s side. She was terrified of what Michelle might do to her son. Michelle used the night table to help herself stand, and once she was on her feet, she glared at Crystal. “This is not over,” she promised. “Not by a long shot.” Before Crystal could respond to this veiled threat, a servant stepped into the room. When she saw Michelle, her eyes lit up. “Miss Michelle!” she exclaimed. “I finally found you! I am so happy! My Master has been looking for...” As the servant was speaking, she noticed the mess, and the rest of her sentence caught in her throat. She looked at Michelle. “Wh-Wh What h-happened to you?” she stammered.
Paul shouted obscenities as he kicked at the door. “You are going to pay for what you said,” he roared. He was strong, and the thin wood could only resist him for so long. Eventually, it began to splinter, and his foot appeared in the bedroom. When Clark saw the wood splinter inward, he began to cry, and he pressed his face into his mother’s neck. Nancy looked to Crystal, shook her head, and smiled bitterly. “See? I told you. He won’t believe me. He would rather believe that woman.” Crystal shook her head. Until that moment, she had not fully understood what a bastard Paul really was. The next kick was the straw that broke the proverbial camel’s back. The door burst open, and Paul rushed in. His eyes were red from anger, and when he turned to Nancy, Crystal could see that he had murder on his mind.