If I were Yours

Tyler pulled his arm out of her grasp and said scathingly, "I thought you knew everything. So find it out yourself." 　　Jean felt her heart sink as she watched Tyler walk away from her. She clenched her fists, her face pale. She was running out of time. She couldn't let this drag on for too long. Her family would never allow her to give birth to this baby. She had to leave Henkel before her pregnancy showed. 　　News of Jean asking for a divorce quickly reached the Michaels family.When her mother, Dorothy Smith, found out, she immediately brought her back to the Michaels Residence.As soon as Jean entered the living room, Dorothy rushed toward her. She slapped her across the face. "Jean Michaels, are you trying to kill us all? Is it so difficult for you to stay with the Larson family? How dare you ask for a divorce!" Jean's cheek was burning from the pain. She could feel it swelling. Sadness flashed in her eyes as she looked at her angry mother. "Tyler is seeing a woman he

Dorothy looked at Jean and said firmly, "Jean is asleep now. Tyler, Joyce mentioned that she didn't sleep well last night and isn't feeling too good. You should bring her home. You can visit Jean next time."Dorothy looked nervous. She gave Jean a warning look, hoping she would follow her lead. Tyler raised an eyebrow and looked at Jean. "You're not feeling good?"　　When she heard his question, Jean looked up at him. She saw no concern in his eyes at all, only mocking.Before she could reply, Dorothy said, "She said she had a headache. Take her home and let her rest."　　Tyler laughed. He looked away from Jean and said, "Since Joyce isn't feeling well, I'll take her home."Tyler's arm was still firmly around Jean, and he had a concerned look on his face. It made Dorothy feel uneasy. She wasn't sure if she should be happy or worried about it. Dorothy gave a small, tense nod. Then, she watched as Tyler pulled Jean away. Once they disappeared from her sight, she took a deep breath

Hearing Esme's mocking tone, Jean realized she and Joyce hadn't gotten along. Jean raised her head and said, "How do you know that? Even if I won't be his wife for long, at least I was his wife once. What about you? You don't even have the chance, Ms. Page. Isn't that more laughable?" 　　Esme got angry at her words. She looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, with all her hackles up. "Joyce Michaels! I haven't seen you for three years, but you're as infuriating as ever! It should've been you hurt in that accident, not your sister!"Jean froze. Her expression shifted into fear. When the accident happened three years ago, the Michaels family had kept it quiet. This way, Jean could assume Joyce's identity and marry Tyler in her place. Esme's knowledge about the accident surprised Jean. She grew suspicious. "You … knew my sister?"Jean had always kept a low profile, even in her own home.　　She observed Esme carefully. Esme realized that she had misspoken as well and s

As soon as Jean stepped through the doors, she felt dizzy. Mrs. Jones was doing her chores. She noticed Jean and immediately came up and supported her so she wouldn't fall. "Are you feeling unwell, Miss?"Mrs. Jones had accompanied Jean to the Larson family when she married Tyler. Even though she was supposed to help her, she was a spy sent to keep an eye on Jean.Dorothy had never trusted her even though she was the one who had told her to impersonate Joyce and marry Tyler. Jean pulled away from Mrs. Jones and said coldly, "I'm fine." She sounded calm and collected, as she always did.Mrs. Jones looked at her pale face and smiled awkwardly. "You don't look well, Miss. Is it because you're about to have your period?"Jean froze, but she soon regained her composure. She hadn't expected Mrs. Jones to keep track of her period for the past three years. "Maybe. My stomach feels a little upset. I'm going upstairs to rest. Let me know when dinner's ready." After saying that, Jean

"What are you trying to do, Jean?" Dorothy asked as soon as the maid left Jean's room. She looked at Jean with loathing. "How does firing Mrs. Jones benefit you?"Jean was used to her mother's attitude toward her. Calmly, she sat up and said, "Mom, I thought you had something important to talk to me about. Is this just about a thieving housekeeper? I didn't fire Mrs. Jones. She was the one who stole and broke Tyler's rules."Oakside Villa had rules that were set by Tyler. Dorothy knew that, thanks to all the information Mrs. Jones had given her. She stared at Jean's calm expression and gritted her teeth. "Couldn't you stop him?"Jean's expression didn't change at all. She continued staring at Dorothy. "You might not know this, Mom, but Tyler is seeing another woman he brought home from abroad. Plenty of people are out there waiting for my downfall. They want something they can use against me. Are you sure you want someone like Mrs. Jones around me, around Joyce?"Dorothy frow