All Chapters of The Unqualified Mafia Wife: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

Today, I dragged my weak frame to the organ donation center's registration office at the hospital in the city center. The lobby was clean and brightly lit. A promotion poster for the "Lifespan Extension Project" had been pasted on a wall. I picked up a pen and signed my name on the form with trembling hands. All of a sudden, I was filled with relief. At the very least, I didn't need anyone's permission this time. Nevertheless, just as I signed my name, the doors were flung open. "Winifred Gardner!" That roar shook me up so much that I dropped the pen in my hand. My father, Barnabas Gardner, barged into the room in a neat, dark-colored suit. The attorney's badge on his chest glistened slightly. My mother, Sara Ingram, tagged along behind him. She rushed here right after completing a surgery. They stormed their way into the registration office as if they were arresting a culprit. My mother did not yell. She simply interrogated me coldly, "What are you doing at a place lik

Chapter 2

I didn't want to die in this house, nor did I want to remain trapped in their world after I died. Nevertheless, my belongings still had to be taken care of. That room of mine—the smallest storage room in the Gardner residence—was less than 100 square feet. The wallpaper was peeling, and there were cracks in the floor. It was full of old books from my high school days, examination papers that had yellowed under the sun, and I also had a few T-shirts that had been washed till they faded almost white.A discolored desk and a rusty chair sat in a corner. In comparison to Stella's room, which was fit for a princess and came with an en-suite bathroom and wardrobe, we seemed to live in two entirely different worlds. At this residence, I wasn't even treated like a guest—more like a maid. I was just a shadow that no one would miss. I started sorting through my belongings. There were old photographs, letters, and a medical record that was once soaked in sweat. Everything felt as i

Chapter 3

"Stella!" My mother dashed toward Stella and threw her arms around her. Frigidly, she exclaimed, "That's enough, Winifred! You've lost your mind again, haven't you?" "I haven't!" I screamed. A resounding smack sounded, and my face was flung to the side.My father pointed straight at me and roared, "If you're still going to be so immature, you'll destroy the Gardner family sooner or later. The mafia family is also going to end up being criticized by the public because of you!" The ringing in my ears continued for a while as I listened to their discussion."Get the public relations department to bury the news tomorrow. For now, just say that she had an adverse drug reaction and that it's not a psychological issue." "She went berserk during the day and made a fuss about signing the papers to donate her organs after death. And now, she's lashed out at her younger sister. She's gone out of control!" I stood there like an outsider. It was as if they weren't talking about me at

Chapter 4

I curled up into a ball in the cramped and dimly lit motel room. Piercingly cold winds entered through a gap in the window, filling my nose with a damp and moldy stench. I was also once my parents' so-called "pride." That year, the Gardner family's business reached a new high. My mother was busy with her career as a surgeon, while my father took over the legal matters at Gardner Corporation. To maintain the family's reputation, they needed to have a flawless public image, which included having an intelligent daughter with presentable charity work. Thus, they adopted Stella. She was an academically high-performing girl with a meek image from the orphanage, making her the right fit for a charity documentary. Back then, I was such a fool to have thought that having a younger sister would bring joy. In the end, she became my replacement. She claimed that I cheated and my scholarship was taken away; she accused me of plagiarism and stole my thesis; she spread false rumors that

Chapter 5

Third-person POV:The lights in the Gardner residence's living room remained lit the entire time. A phone screen glowed, displaying the audio file. Zachary sat by the side, balling his hands into fists. "She sent it," he said, his voice deep, almost carrying a tinge of uneasiness. After some brief hesitation, Sara tapped on "play.""Mom and Dad should only have one daughter, and that daughter is me, not you…"Your sickness is something I nurtured, little by little."I want you to leave this world crawling." The speaker's voice was clear, frigid, and laced with glee. The air in the room came to a standstill. Sara's hand jerked involuntarily, and she almost dropped the phone. Barnabas was livid, yet he did not say a word. After a while, Sara forced herself to calm down. She stammered, "T-this might have been faked." There was a tremor in her voice, as if she were doing her best to cling to the last sliver of hope. "AI technology is so advanced these days. It might have

Chapter 6

Eventually, night fell. Stella pushed the door open, only to find the house filled with an eerie silence. The lights in the dining room were on, and all kinds of cakes containing chocolate were laid out on the table. There was a black forest cake, tiramisu, and a mousse cake. Their fragrant scents wafted into the air, filling the room with a cloyingly sweet scent. Stella froze to the spot, her expression dazed. "Mom? Dad? What's the occasion today?" She forced a light-hearted smile, but her voice revealed an uneasiness within her. Sara lifted her head. Her expression was scarily calm. "Aren't chocolate cakes your favorite? Try some." Stella's chest tightened. "I-I'm allergic to chocolate. Have you forgotten?" she responded with a tremor in her voice as she did her best to force a smile. Sara's facial expression remained unchanged. In fact, she tilted her chin up slightly. "In that case, why did you always get Winnie to make chocolate cakes for you?" The atmosphere in

Chapter 7

Alex Miller stood at the door expressionlessly. "Come with me." Sara and Barnabas stumbled hurriedly through the doors while Zachary followed closely behind. While they rushed in, they even tried to convince themselves by saying, "Maybe it's just a misunderstanding. Maybe she's just passed out…" But when they saw the metal door with the words "mortuary" written above it, their footsteps came to a halt. The air felt frozen.Alex pushed the door open gently, revealing a frail form underneath a piece of white cloth.Zachary couldn't hold himself back any longer. He threw the white cloth back abruptly. At that moment, Sara's scream tore through the silence. Barnabas shook, and he almost failed to hold Sara steady. Zachary took a step back, his body shivering and his face as white as a sheet. "This can't be real…" he muttered in a hoarse voice. But that face and those hands that had already gone cold rendered him speechless. Sara was reduced to sobs while Barnabas, forcing h

Chapter 8

Sara's hands froze mid-air. When her hands came into contact with that icy body, she lost it instantly. Her hands shook as she changed Winifred's clothes for the last time. When she removed Winifred's hospital gown, she froze, as if she were struck by lightning.The truth, which she had never gotten a good look at, was now laid bare before her eyes. The greenish-purple bruises, burn marks, old scars, and handprints that had not yet faded… Some were by Winifred's bullies at school, while some were Sara's and Barnabas' own doing. Sara's breath grew ragged. Her hands trembled uncontrollably, and her voice cracked. "I'm sorry, Winnie… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" Her cries were not loud. They were simply broken. She remained on her knees on the floor, her tears dripping onto Winifred's ice-cold body as if she wanted to wash away all those years of neglect and sin with her tears. Barnabas turned around, his eyes bloodshot and his lips quivering. He forced himself to remain calm. Yet,

Chapter 9

By the time Stella was released from imprisonment, all that was left of her was skin and bones. She fell to her knees before Sara, her voice trembling. "Mom, I truly am sorry… Please give me another chance." Sara had a frosty expression on her face, her fingers trembling slightly. "You're not saying that because you're afraid of losing us. You're afraid of losing your life of wealth." Sara's words sliced through the air like a sharp blade. Stella froze to the spot, her face turning white instantly. "That's not what it is, Mom… I just feel a lack of security. I'm afraid of being abandoned—" Barnabas, with a dark expression on his face, interjected coldly, "That's enough. Quit the act." Zachary walked forward and yanked Stella up by her arm. In a terrifyingly calm voice, he prompted, "Come with me." He brought her to a cemetery in the countryside. The wind blew, and the skies were gloomy. The moment Stella saw the name on the headstone, she froze. Her knees buckled, and s

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