All Chapters of Dead to My husband : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The house was unusually quite that afternoon. After the chaos of Adrian's birthday party, the house felt almost unfamiliar. Decorations were still hanging from the walls, flowers remained on the tables, and a few unopened gift boxes sat in the corner of the living room.Mason had gone to school, Adrian was at work and Vivian wasn't around as usual. I was wiping the glass table when I heard the front door open.Vivian walked inside first. She was carrying her handbag, her heels clicking against the marble floor. But she wasn't alone.A woman followed behind her. I looked up.My hand froze around the cloth.For a moment, I couldn't breathe.Victoria Sterling.My stepmother. I hadn't seen for years but there was no mistaking her now.Why was she here?Victoria glanced around the room before turning to Vivian."Let's go upstairs," she said quietly.Vivian nodded.They started walking past me. I lowered my head quickly and continued wiping the table, pretending I hadn't been staring.But

Eighteen years passed. Elena was no longer the little girl who had returned home with her nanny. She was twenty years old now, a beautiful and intelligent young woman studying in college and slowly building a life of her own.Although she had spent most of her childhood away from the Sterling mansion, she had grown close to her father over the years. Richard made sure she never felt forgotten. He called her often, visited whenever he could, and supported her education.Victoria, however, had never completely accepted the place Elena occupied in Richard's life. She had remained his wife for eighteen years, but she had never given birth to a child of her own. Her marriage to Richard had become quieter with time, and the relationship between her and Elena had never developed into anything warm.But everything changed the day Richard Sterling died.Victoria collapsed into grief, struggling to accept the death of her husband. Elena returned from college immediately. She was devastated.Bla

I froze too. For a second, I couldn't believe what I had just seen. The driver immediately stepped back. "I'm sorry, sir." Adrian cleared his throat. "It's fine." I quickly lowered my head and pretended I hadn't noticed anything. I picked up one of the shopping bags. "Welcome home, sir." Adrian glanced at me. "Thank you." I kept my eyes on the bag. I wasn't going to laugh. I had seen absolutely nothing. Mason suddenly came running back. "Dad, are you coming?" "Yes." Adrian picked up Mason's bag and followed him inside. The driver hurried after them, looking extremely embarrassed. I pressed my lips together to stop myself from smiling. A few minutes later, Adrian took Mason upstairs. I returned to my cleaning. Then I heard footsteps coming from the upper floor. Adrian was walking toward the bedroom. He reached the door and was about to open it when it suddenly opened from the inside. Vivian stepped out. Xavier followed behind her. Adrian stopped. His eyes moved from Vivian

When Mason said Sophia was his favorite person in the world, I didn't know what to say. I stared at him for a moment, trying to understand how a five-year-old boy from this house could possibly know my best friend. “Can you describe her to me?” I asked carefully. Mason nodded. “She is very beautiful. She has long black hair, brown eyes, and she always wears a small gold necklace. She also has a little mark here.” He pointed to the side of his face. My heart skipped. “What kind of mark?” “A small one near her cheek.” I stopped breathing for a second. There was no doubt anymore. It was Sophia. My Sophia. I knew every detail he had just described. Her long black hair, her brown eyes, the little gold necklace she almost never took off, and the tiny mark near her cheek. I looked at Mason, completely confused. “How do you know her?” “She comes to see me and mom.” My fingers tightened around the pen. “Here?” He nodded. “She brings me things and talks to me. She's nice.” I

The next morning, I woke up early and got dressed for work as usual. I put on my maid uniform, tied my hair back, and went downstairs to start my chores. I had barely begun cleaning when Adrian walked into the living room. His eyes immediately landed on me. “Why are you dressed like that?” I looked at him innocently. “Like what, sir?” “Like a maid.” I glanced down at my uniform. “But I am a maid.” He frowned. “Didn't I tell you to dress nicely today?” I hesitated before answering. “I don't really have any nice clothes.”He stared at me for a moment, almost as if he couldn't believe what I had said. Then he shook his head. “Leave the work.” I looked at him. “Sir?” “Come with me.” Before I could say anything else, Vivian came downstairs. She stopped the moment she saw Adrian standing beside me. Her eyes moved from him to me, and her expression immediately changed. “Where are you two going?” Adrian didn't even look at her. “We're going out.” “Together?” “Yes.” Vivian's face