Last Dinner With the Myer Family

That night, when Deryl returned from the office, he confronted me in the room. "Cecilia said you saw a psychologist." I had suspected that the root of the problem must be coming from Cecilia.

"Then? Am I not allowed to go wherever I want?"

"You are my wife; everyone knows that. What if people think you're crazy?" Deryl's words were really not casual; I knew he would forbid me to protect his image. So I left quietly, but that damn kid followed me.

"Psychologists are not just for people who are insane. You are highly educated; why think so narrowly?" I casually walked to the vanity, starting to take care of my face that they had scolded like an old woman.

"You don't think about how my image will be in front of everyone if someone finds out about this." Deryl still couldn't accept it.

"You also didn't protect your wife. You even..." Before I could continue, Deryl had already approached me and grabbed my jaw with one hand. My makeup tools fell because of his bump.

"Stop seeing that psychologist! Stay at home and be an obedient woman." Deryl's words sounded like a threat. However, when he heard me wince in pain, he released his grip on my jaw roughly. More like throwing me to the side of the bed.

Before leaving my room, Deryl said, "Mom invited you for dinner tomorrow." That's all, and he slammed the door shut.

***

The next evening, we prepared to go to the Myer family's house. Cecilia ran to grab the front seat of the car, so I had to sit in the back.

And they no longer hide their affection from me. Without any shame, they kissed in the car, and I don't know why they did it before leaving; it was clearly too disgusting.

Rather than watching them, I'd better check the documents I need to bring in my bag. This will be the most memorable farewell for the three of us.

Upon arriving at the Myer family's house, Mother greeted Cecilia first. I still think she is her good granddaughter because I always hid Cecilia's bad behavior, even when she was still in school.

"Cecilia is growing up and becoming beautiful. You are suitable to continue our business," said Mother. Cecilia smiled happily upon hearing it. She turned into a sweet child in front of the Myer family and was showered with compliments.

"I'm still young; that's why Grandma praises me for my beauty. If I were as old as Mom, I would definitely look like her." The mother Cecilia is referring to is me. And she is comparing herself to me.

"You will definitely remain beautiful. This is natural beauty." Mom praised her granddaughter again.

She doesn't know how much money I've spent to make Cecilia look like she does now. I had surgery on her nose and chin to make them look sharp. The last time Cecilia requested surgery on her cheekbones, I didn't allow her to have too many surgeries.

All of it was Cecilia's desire when she was growing up, starting to understand beauty and how to attract men. I followed her wishes, but now I'm the one being compared.

My face has never come into contact with surgical instruments, often only using natural ingredients for care and face masks. So how can I be compared to her?

"But my mother's face is terrible, completely unkempt." That's enough; Cecilia is humiliating me too much. It's better if I go greet Deryl's father behind this luxurious house.

"Your mother just doesn't like expensive treatments. For her, it's a waste of money. Even though she is the wife of a CEO, she should be so worthy and shining." I hadn't gone too far, and I could hear Mother's words.

It seems that Deryl's mother has also not liked me for a long time; I had suspected it when I said that I couldn't provide an heir for the Myer family. From there, Deryl's mother's attitude towards me started to change.

***

And the climax of the event arrived; it turned out that Deryl's mother didn't just invite us for dinner, but the entire extended family. This made me even more anxious, wondering how chaotic they would be if they knew about our household over the past five years.

We had dinner smoothly, with little conversation and a bit of laughter. When dinner was over, Deryl stood up. "Everyone, I have an announcement to make."

"What's going on, Deryl? Is your wife finally pregnant?" Uncle Ben was guessing, but I knew he was mocking us.

"No, Uncle, I'm going to tell you all that I have a new girlfriend," Deryl said, and I saw Cecilia's triumphant smile from the corner of my eye.

"Who? What about your wife?" The surprised aunts couldn't help but ask. I just stayed silent, even though many eyes were secretly glancing at me.

"My lover is Cecilia." Cecilia stood up when Deryl extended his hand. Everyone gasped in shock; surely they never thought this would happen.

"From the beginning, Cecilia was not my biological daughter; I am not her biological father. So there is nothing wrong with this relationship. We are only ten years apart in age. And Reinhard will continue to serve us at home," Deryl said with great pride.

Deryl didn't even clarify my status; he still wanted me to be among them and serve them like before.

"Dad, Mom, don't you mind?" And the smiles of Deryl's parents surprised me even more. "Cecilia deserves to be Mrs. Myer; maybe she can bear an heir," said Deryl's mother.

"I hope Rein is broad-minded enough to accept this. Men are never satisfied with just one woman." Deryl's father added.

However, I smirked and stood up as well. I grasped our marriage contract document that not many people knew about.

"But I don't want to be a part of them. If Deryl chooses a new woman, then I'll step back." I threw our marriage contract and the divorce petition onto the large, clean dining table.

"This might be my last meeting with all of you. Thank you for your guidance all this time." I grabbed my bag and walked out of the Myer family's house.