Lizzy’s POV“I-I never come to tea parties. I am afraid of embarrassing you there. Sorry, Mom. Thanks for inviting me.”“You don’t have to worry. It’s just a tea and cakes party. We’re all big fans of cakes and tea. We usually sit around an enormous table and talk about many things. And usually we create a lot of ideas about life there. Come along. I’ll take care of you,” she replied.To come or not to come? What should I choose? I didn’t know any of them and I felt insecure about coming from a different family background, even though I had become Jason’s legal wife. It just all still felt strange to me.“Lizzy, are you still there? What’s your decision? I guarantee you’ll like the party because all my friends are fun and they come from rich and famous families. If you have a good relationship with them, you can use that relationship someday when you’re in trouble. Come with me once in a while so you don’t get bored. I’ll ask Jason to pick you up,” she coaxed.I had to admit that Marg
Lizzy’s POV“Lizzy, why are you silent? A simple classical song is fine. I’m sure they’ll understand if you might have forgotten a few notes,” Margaret asked. That’s when I realized Margaret was setting me up. She knew for sure that I couldn’t play the piano because I came from a poor family.How wicked you are, Margaret.I thought you had changed and had good intentions, but I was too stupid to take it that way. Now I had no way to dodge.My face paled and my hands broke out in a cold sweat. Jason, help me. What should I do?“Can’t you play the piano?” the woman asked, sitting right next to me.“How could she not play the piano? If she is Margaret’s daughter-in-law, she must come from a wealthy family, because there is no way she would accept a poor woman to be her daughter-in-law. Am I right, Margaret?” the other woman asked.“Yes, of course. How could my daughter-in-law be from a poor family? Jason has everything. Wealth, good looks, intelligence. Therefore, his partner should be w
Margaret’s POV“Because we’ve known each other too long. In fifty years of being around rich people in Maldiva, I’ve never seen your daughter-in-law once. So I assumed from the start that she didn’t come from a wealthy family,” Becky replied.“Then, with those points, are you assuming that I framed and hurt my daughter-in-law?”“My daughter-in-law? Ha ha ha. I’m honestly quite surprised at what you just said. Margaret, your pride is too high to recognize Lizzy as your daughter-in-law. But, it seems like you have no other choice but to accept it. I was right, wasn’t I? That’s why you didn’t invite us to your son’s wedding. Even though for your wealthy family, a party is just small money. So, there’s no reason for you not to invite us. There’s only one reason you don’t want us to know about your daughter-in-law, and that’s because you felt embarrassed to have her as your daughter-in-law. Am I right?” she asked with a cynical smile.The surrounding air around me felt uncomfortable. She w
Margaret’s POV“As you wish, love,” Nathan replied. His finger movements down there were getting faster and deeper. He was amazing. When I was tired, I just wanted to be satisfied.I spread my legs wider to give Nathan more control over my lower body. I was feeling like a prostitute who didn’t hesitate to expose her slightly hairy pussy to a stranger who had no clear status. Letting his burly hands touch and taste the inside of my beautiful pussy.Ha ha ha, everyone would consider me a despicable woman. Who will have her body touched and enjoyed by a stranger? But what do I care? I’m the one suffering, not them. I’ve been patient enough for so long. However, things were different now. I had a gigolo. Mine alone.Now and then Nathan would press my clit and rub it so roughly that I felt like I was going crazy. It was so good that I was sure my juices were dripping and wetting the car’s floor.Moments later, I squeezed Nathan’s arm as I let out a long moan. Warm white liquid oozed out an
Clara’s POVDad let out a long breath, then looked at me. “Find another good man and bring him to me. Forget Jason because you can’t have him. However, you can at least look for a guy like him. Alright, end of discussion because I have to meet someone.”Dad opened the door and turned around. I was silent and answered nothing. Looking for another nice guy like Jason. Was there one? I had known many men in my twenty-seven years, but Jason was the best. After all, I’ve known him since childhood.“Ah, one more thing. I didn’t mean to belittle you. You’re still my biological daughter, after all. I just want you to change and get a partner who can control you well because I understand your character very well. Jason is not the only man in this world, so don’t be discouraged. Go to sleep and don’t wait for me to come home. Good night,” Dad said as he waved and left.Ever since my mom died, my dad often left at night with the excuse of having to meet someone. I knew what my father did every n
Margaret’s POV“The police? Why are they calling me?” James asked, looking at me with a questioning gaze.“Unknown number. What exactly happened, James?” I asked anxiously.“Let’s find out,” he replied. And we both agreed to find out from the two incoming calls.I walked away from James and then rushed to receive the incoming call.“H-hello?” I greeted.“Hello, are you Mrs. Margaret Oswald?” a woman asked.“Yes. Who am I speaking to?” I asked.“My name is Hannah. Thank you for taking my call. I have something to tell you about your son John Oswald,” she said.“J-John? How is he? Is he with you?”“Yes, he’s with me right now, but not in the sense that you think. A while ago, my car hit John accidentally because it was pouring at the time and he crossed in front of my car suddenly. He was injured badly, but I have taken him to my house for intensive care and now he is much better. Please forgive me. Once he’s better, I’ll drop him off at your house,” the woman said.“Hannah? Why didn’t
Lizzy’s POV“Jason, you trust me, right?”“Of course I do. What happened? Do tell, I’m listening,” he replied.We were stuck in traffic when we had just left Becky’s house area. Our car stopped behind a row of cars lined up, waiting for traffic to clear. Jason took my hand, stroked it, and waited patiently until I was ready to tell the story.“Are you ready?” he asked for the umpteenth time.“Yes,” I replied, wiping away the remaining tears. I took a breath and let it out slowly.“Jason, your mom set me up and humiliated me in front of all her friends. I realized nothing when I accepted her invitation until some of her friends asked me to play the piano. Your mom supported their request even though she knew I didn’t come from a rich family, so how could I possibly play the piano if I never learned?” I answered while wiping away the remaining tears.“So, what happened then?” he asked.“Four steps before reaching the piano on Mrs. Becky’s back porch, I turned around and looked at them a
Margaret’s POVA few hours later, we arrived at the villa in the middle of the tea plantation. I bought this villa secretly without James or my two children knowing. If people ask why I buy an expensive villa secretly? The reason is that I need to have an investment for myself even though they listed my name in my father-in-law’s will, which is held by James, but James can remove my name whenever he wants.I love James, but I don’t fully trust him, especially after the incident where he framed Jack and made him the scapegoat. Even now, I don’t believe that the cause of Jack’s death was suicide by throwing himself and his car into the sea.I’m not sure if Jack killed himself. As far as I know, he didn’t have a good reason to do so. His relationship with my father-in-law was good. And I always supported him in anything. Besides, as long as I lived with him, nothing strange happened to him.Oh, I know. Except for James, who never liked Jack because they were both born to different mother