The Unwanted Bride's Revenge

ng from the force. She pulled the large, thick blanket aroun

he stared at the white ceiling above, sighing

you! You will be so frustrated. I don't

ind. Just eight months ago, her mother, Beatrice Smith, had held her hands tightly

ing to prove to Alexander's mother, Margaret

never giving her a reason to worry about anythin

her. She had a 'better' wife for him and c

their union, refusing to accept her as a member of the Rogers bloodline. Ela

how her how much she hated her presence in their home, their massive villa.

! Elaine

ide her bedroom door. The voice got louder with every second that passed wh

voi

lling over as her weak body couldn't take such a violent force. She held t

he little strength she had and

her mother-in-law who was ready to pounce on her at any moment. Elaine straightened her

inwardly, prep

n compared to her, the random daughter of her poor parents, but that was not

differences in their financial ba

w may I help you? What brings y

g I can't go anywhere I want? In my own villa? Do I ha

ds, Mrs Margaret. That is not what I mean. You

getting impatient. "I told the Head maid, Priscilla to c

re you supposed to give when your mother-in-law expected you

oking down on the maids, they were 'normal' human beings too. Elaine knew her mother-in-law was trying to pa

you peasant! Don't you

ardly at the sound of the word 'peasan

anger rise. "....don't ever call me that again. If you do, I'll have no choice but to

nostrils flaring up in rage. "Who exact

own the hall to scurry away in fear of being her next target. The head maid,

tension in the hallway. "Mr Alexander and your husband will soon be ba

o say I am causing chaos?" Margaret yelled causing th

. Why did Margaret always think everyone was trying to attack her? Sh

leave now. I have to rest before my husband ret

into a loud laugh, the sound

Elaine wondered, frown

on, Elaine! Even the sound of your name disgusts me!" Margaret h

s you. Alexander is simply blinded by your seductive charm but I will see t

st the wall behind her as her tired

. His father, Mr Frederick is pleased with me. I need not

seduce my son and take over this household, right? You are nothing but a di

a decibel lower "Watch what you say, Mrs Margaret! D

or you to return with a truckload of riches after seducing my son and stealing his money but th

ay from the wall, stood straight an

are not really different. You were also a wretched peasant before