My Husband Hooked Up With a Rich Woman

I was born into a wealthy family, but after more than a year of marriage, I had no choice but to pretend to be poor to protect my husband Robert Garcia's fragile ego.

But who would have thought that he would pretend to be so arrogant at home, but be so humble outside. He hooked up with a famous rich woman in Silvaris and wanted to divorce me.

"You should take a good look in the mirror. You have no curves at all. If my mom hadn't said we needed a housekeeper who didn't ask for a money, I'd never have married you!"

Emily Garcia, my mother-in-law, chimed in, "You've been married for over a year and still haven't gotten pregnant. A wife who can't give my son children isn't good enough for him!"

I listened, smiled, and dumped the hot dishes right onto their faces. Then I called the butler and asked him to come pick me up.

Five minutes later, a middle-aged man pulled up in a Lamborghini, bowed respectfully, and greeted me, "I, your humble servant, welcome you home, Miss."

The truth was that I was from a rich family and I wouldn't pretend to be poor anymore!

1.

"Why was there no meat to eat?" I make three thousand dollars a month and I give you half to manage the household, and this is all you can cook?" Robert frowned, poking at the dishes with his fork, and shouted at me.

"Honey, prices have gone up a lot lately..."

Before I could finish, Emily cut me off, "Back when I was a daughter-in-law, I cooked four dishes and a soup for my husband every single meal, never repeating a menu. I made sure he was always well-fed and healthy. My poor son, ever since he married you, he's been starving."

"But..."

"How dare you talk back?" Robert glared at me, grabbed a bowl, and hurled it at me. I couldn't dodge in time and a red spot appeared on my forehead.

Emily watched, amused. "Sarah, I hate to say it, but you don't have a job or bring in any money, and yet you still have the nerve to talk back? Robert says a few words and you talk back? I never dared talk back to my husband. Why are you still standing there? Why don't you clean up and make something delicious?"

I quickly gathered the dishes and rushed into the kitchen.

But when I brought out the food again, I found that Robert and Emily had already left.

There was a message on my phone, "My mom and I are eating out. You're on your own."

I quietly threw out the food I'd just cooked and ordered takeout, a proper meal with four dishes and a soup.

After all, before marrying Robert, this was my everyday life.

2.

Learning from last time, I bought half a pound of steak to fry Robert a steak.

It was eight o'clock in the evening. Robert usually came home around this time. I reheated the food to make sure everything was perfect, then knocked gently on Emily's door. "Emily, are you awake? Dinner's ready."

Emily took her daily three-hour afternoon nap to keep up her looks and didn't allow anyone to disturb her, so I cooked as quietly as possible, afraid of waking her.

"Where's my son? Is he home yet?"

"Not yet, but he should be back any minute."

"Then we'll wait for him to eat. He works hard all day. What's wrong with me waiting a few more minutes before eating? You have no sense of propriety! In this house, we wait for Robert before eating."

At eight thirty, Robert finally walked in.

I let out a long breath, finally able to relax.

3.

"Honey, why did you come back just now?" I hurried over to take his coat and help him put his things.

"The company needed me to work overtime."

"Why have you been working late so often lately..." I was thinking out loud and the words slipped out before I realized.

"It's all because of you. You don't work, so I have to support the whole family by myself. Do you know how much pressure I'm under?" Robert snapped.

Emily heard the commotion and immediately came out of her room, grabbing Robert's sleeve and sobbing, "It's all my fault. I thought I could help out by coming here, but I've only made things worse. I'll just go back home tomorrow."

Robert panicked. "Don't say that, Mom! You raised me all by yourself. I could never leave you back in the countryside. Besides, Sarah isn't working right now, so she can take care of you. This is killing two birds with one stone. You have worked hard for most of your life, it's time to enjoy your life. Isn't that right, Sarah?" After saying that, he stared at me and asked.

I nodded quietly, got up, and went to reheat the food.

Robert and Emily chatted in the living room while I was mechanically stirring the food in the dark kitchen, silently counting the number of days like this that would remain.

4.

"Honey, I know it's been tough on you these days."

That night, Robert held me close, his face full of concern as he apologized. I reached out and touched his cheek, smiling. "It's all right, honey. I know you care about me. You're just putting on a show for Emily. We agreed on this before Emily arrived, didn't we? Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who loses my temper."

Hearing this, Robert's face broke into a satisfied smile. One of his hands snuck into my pajamas, and before I realized it, he rolled over and pinned me beneath him.

He was especially passionate that night, and we made love for a long time. I was too lazy to take a shower, so I just lay in his arms and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Robert left for work again. Before he went, he hugged me and covered my face in kisses until I smiled and pushed him out. He promised to come home early to be with me tonight.

After Emily finished the breakfast I'd made, she went back to her room as usual to settle in for her usual hours-long phone gossip session.

I was cleaning the living room, not intending to eavesdrop, but Emily's voice was so loud it was impossible not to hear.

"Oh, Emily, you're living the good life now! Robert is such a promising young man. You're so lucky!"

"My dear old friend, let me tell you, ever since I moved in with my son, I haven't had a single good day. My son's a good boy, but my daughter-in-law? Not so much. Every day she serves me cold leftovers. Last night, it was already half past eight and she still hadn't given me a bite to eat. If my son hadn't come home and scolded her, I wouldn't have gotten dinner at all. Luckily, my son is so filial. He knows how hard it was for me to raise him. He's not one of those heartless men who forget their mothers after getting married.

Listen, let me tell you something from the heart. Sometimes women need a firm hand to behave! Robert finally listened to me and dared to hit his wife! Just the other day, because the food wasn't good, he gave that bitch a black eye. I can't tell you how satisfying that was. Now Robert finally wears the pants in this house!"

It was just background noise to me until those last few sentences caught my attention.

What did she mean by saying that Robert finally dared to hit me because he listened to her?

Had Robert been lying to me all this time? Did he and Emily plan this together from the start, picking on me and then hitting me on purpose?

But Robert had told me it was all just an act, to put his mother's mind at ease. He said Emily was always worried I'd bully him after marriage, and that once he found a chance to send her back to her hometown, it would all be over.

But now, it seemed like this wasn't going to end so easily.

5.

That evening, Robert called to say there was a last-minute meeting at work and he would be home late. He told me to have dinner with Emily and not to wait up for him.

I cooked a table full of Emily's favorite dishes, playing the dutiful daughter-in-law and buttering her up. "Emily, I've been upsetting Robert a lot lately. Could you help me out? Give me some advice? I don't know how to make him happy, but I'm willing to do anything if it'll put a smile on his face."

Emily was so delighted by my flattery that she couldn't stop talking. "You're still too young, too inexperienced. But since you're being so attentive, I suppose I can teach you a thing or two. What are men? They're the backbone of the family, your life. You have to put him first, always center your life around him. Take whatever he dishes out, never talk back, never complain. No matter what, never raise your hand or your voice. A man's fortune is your fortune. Only when your husband thrives can you bask in his success. So you must always obey your man. Whatever your husband says is right.

And you need to learn how to be a woman who brings good luck to her husband. Don't get caught up in all that nonsense you read online, most of it's just rubbish and lies. People saying they'll never get married? Nonsense! That's just women who can't find a man, who've never known a man's love, spouting rubbish. Don't you dare follow their example."

I nodded along, agreeing with everything she said.

Emily, thoroughly pleased with my praise, went on to share more of her so-called secrets. "Let me tell you, you must always wash Robert's underwear and socks by hand. All that manly energy clings to his clothes, and we women have too much bad luck. If you don't stay close to your man, you'll attract all sorts of bad things. And most importantly, you need to give birth to a son as soon as possible. Our family's legacy has been passed down through only sons for three generations. You can't let it end with you.

If you're pregnant with a boy, you'll be full of good luck and positive energy. Nothing bad will happen to you. Especially your womb. Women who bear sons, even their wombs are worth more than those women who can only give birth to girls, who are seen as a burden. A woman's main purpose is to give her husband sons and look after him. That's what makes a life worthwhile."