LOGINMy younger sister had sworn off marriage and children, but as we grew older, she envied me for having both a husband and son. Not only did she demand that I share my husband with her, but she even wanted my son to care for her in her old age. I scolded her for being delusional and shameless. But she held a grudge, and in front of my son, she claimed that I had cut off his chance at inheriting a fortune. He believed her. With one strike, he killed me and then declared to the world that my sister was his real mother. When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the day my sister refused to go on a blind date. This time, she happily agreed to it and even boasted to me that she planned to have many kids. "Liz Stanton, this time, I'll be the one with a husband and kids." But I had no intention of reliving the misery of marriage either.
View MoreMy company finally got on track. I moved out of the house. Years went by. My relatives tried to butter me up and weasel their way into my circle, and the one thing they had to bargain with was Colette's story. They told me all about it, but it was evident they only saw it as a joke.Right after the first babies hit their first month, Henry's mother forced her into having a second pregnancy. Third baby.The doctor told them Colette's body was drained, and it would be years before she could have another child, but Henry's mother could not care less.Every time she said no to her, Henry's mother would retort with, "Hey, you wanted to have many kids."Colette had four children in five years. Three boys and a girl, and none of them were twins.Henry's company was nothing but a shell. It announced its bankruptcy shortly after Colette's second pregnancy. The whole family moved out of the villa and into the shabby, downtrodden house in the boonies.My mother found out, of course. She tri
Henry's mother got Colette discharged right after she woke up. Her C-section wound wasn't even healed yet.The medical staff tried to stop her, but she, in full confidence, told them off. "We can't afford her stay in the hospital. Either you let her leave, or you cover for her stay!"The doctor did not believe a single word she said. Not when she was covered in expensive threads from head to toe.The pain was keeping Colette in bed. She begged and pleaded for a few more days to heal up.Henry's mother cursed sharply and loudly, "You're trying to waste our money? I got back to work in the afternoon after I gave birth to Henry in the morning! "Don't try to fool me! I can see through you! Oh, please, it's just a little wound. You act like it's going to kill you. You're coming home with me right now!"She dragged Colette down the bed. A gasp escaped Colette's lips, and a crimson hue drenched her belly.…While the doctor was stitching the wound up, Henry's mother was cursing and y
Colette's delivery was drawing near. I quit my job and started my own business. Days went by in a blur during the early stages of the company. Sleep was a luxury, and even when it came, I only had three hours of it. Four if I was lucky.Yet I did not feel exhausted or taken out. I would do anything if it meant avoiding my fate in my previous life.My mother had to take the bus every single day and make a two-hour trip just to cook a meal for Colette. When she found out her precious girl was pregnant with twins, she nearly wanted to stay at Henry's.Even when her precious girl physically abused her, my mother was more than happy to take care of her. She saw Colette as her daughter, and me as chopped liver.Well, chopped liver was wrong. I was merchandise waiting for a perfect bidder to buy. Anyone could take me home if they paid the right price. She couldn't care less about my life after marriage.I suffered in Henry's place during my previous life, so I snuck back and asked my mot
The wedding came to an end. Not long after that, I was promoted to director thanks to the proposals I made.The company that wanted to hire Colette in our past lives was extending an olive branch to me. I mused over my options and weighed them over and over again. In the end, I said no to them.There was one thing I refused to repeat: my previous life's end. I filled up my schedule to the brim every single day and did not even try to rest.Colette, however, made it a point to come running home all the time just to complain to my mother. One time, she said through sobs that Henry was not the man he presented himself to be. She called him a male chauvinist who controlled finances tighter than a leech's hold on flesh.Then, on the next visit, she would tell my mother about her mother-in-law and the nightmare she really was. She told my mother how controlling Henry's mom was. Even when she wore knee-length dresses, she would still call her a lot of degrading names.And she would not s
Then came the day of the wedding. Henry's relatives made sure Colette knew where she stood in the family right away.The moment she opened the car door, a pair of hulking women leaped ahead like flying boulders and slammed their hands into her cheeks.They did not feel guilty at all. Instead, they chuckled. "And that's how you have a happy marriage here."And that stunned Colette so much that she shoved them back without thinking.Henry's mother went into a tirade. "They're Henry's aunts! What'd they do to you? Why'd you push them? This is unbecoming of you, Colette!"Colette's face twisted with rage. "Why shouldn't I? They slapped me? You saw them!"Impatient, Henry explained, "Because that's how weddings work here. Every bride gets slapped. Stop acting like a child!"Colette was about to curse, but the women pinned her down on the ground and made her stay there for three whole hours. They didn't care how much she wriggled or protested.Colette's face fell. She demanded an ans
The marriage was going to happen as scheduled. That told me what I needed to know. Colette chose Henry in the end.Henry and his mother came over before the wedding. I just took over a new product's planning and worked late nights for nearly a week before I could hand it in.My mother was a sycophant. She invited them into the house like she was the servant while they were the masters. I was having a cup of coffee, my eyes dead and lightless. Work took the life out of me.A hint of disgust flickered in Henry's mother's eyes. "Your eldest looks like she just came out of a trash heap. It's lucky Colette is nothing like her."Colette was holding Henry's arm, and she pinched her nose. "When was the last time you took a bath? You smell awful."I laughed at myself. "I smell like work. Unlike you, I'm not a stay-at-home wife."Colette nodded like she had just won a battle. "Not everyone gets to have a husband like Henry. He's going to hire a nanny."Yeah, a nanny. He meant Colette. The
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