The Mistress's Daughter Novels & Stories

he blurted, twirling the content in the mug before gulping it down while I stared in confusion. My brows drew together curiously as I tried to comprehend what he had said. It can't be my mother. “Shs is a manipulative bitch that knows how to play her cards well and make people feel sorry for her while she achieves her aims.” The mistress completed, handing over a flask to my dad. “Thanks, honey,” he mouthed, pecking her lightly on her cheeks before turning to me. “I hope our simple explanation is enough.” “I don’t…understand.” I stammered, my eyes darting around between the mistress and my father.

"You think posting something online can force your way into our lives? Keep dreaming. A piece of trash like you isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes. You're only fit to crawl under a bridge and find a homeless man!" Her filthy insults came one after another, each one testing the limits of my patience. I genuinely began to wonder if there had been some kind of mistake. How could this possibly be the girl Nathaniel had described? I took a deep breath, suppressed the anger rising in my chest, and spoke coldly. "Listen carefully. I'm not a mistress. I'm Nathaniel's mother. In other words, I'm the biological mother of the fiancé you're talking about."

"Does that mean she's the mistress? I can't believe she even brought her illegitimate daughter with her to steal Mr. Gibson's son's spot." "As expected, all mistresses are shameless to a fault. I can't believe she would do something so despicable." "Look at her little bastard child. She looks so devious. I bet she's going to grow up to be a homewrecker too." A bottle of water was thrown at my head.

"You barged into my house, pointing and yelling at me for the sake of a cheap mistress who isn't fit to be seen in public. Leonardo, aren't you the one who's lost your mind?" Leonardo pressed his lips tightly together, saying nothing. Vittoria struggled to crawl to his feet. She then lifted her face, swollen from my slap, and said tearfully, "Leonardo, we're getting engaged next week. H-How am I supposed to explain to my parents if they see me like this?" She wept in bitter despair. I saw a flicker of hesitation in Leonardo's eyes. The next second, he suddenly pressed a knife against my throat. In a calm yet cruel voice, he said, "Camilla, everyone knows about what happened to you back then.

No coherent thought came to her, she was abandoned, left alone in an ocean of uncertainty. Dear God, what was happening? What had happened? Who was she? The daughter of a Duke, or one of a land baron? What was her fate? A wife or a mistress? Her vision blurred. She had no idea she was crying. How could he ask her father to make her his son's mistress, instead of a wife? Was the daughter of a baron good enough only as a mistress? Did that mean she would never wed? she would never be as happy as mother and father? Or as Aunt Marrily and Uncle Fitzwilliam? Has her life already been determined by the status of her family?

Mr Jones asked. " Hah! Why am I here? the last time I checked,I was still the owner of this house." She chuckled mirthlessly." But,not for long. Good luck looking for a new house for your Mistress and bastard daughter." Mira said walking upstairs to her room. She didn't want to waste more of her energy talking to unimportant people. " What do you mean by that?" Mr Jones asked getting a crawling feeling in the depths of his soul from his daughter's words. But alas,he got no reply.

The mistress was actually pregnant! Knowing this, Ms. Lilian wanted to kill the Mistress and the baby. Her son was mistreated and was thrown away just for this bitch and the baby she was carrying? With so much anger in her heart, she almost made a mistake and harmed them. But to think that small provocation caused the mistress to miscarry. Ms. Lilian then recovered from her fury. She realized she had made a grave mistake. Since then, a demon was constantly battling with her to kill them.

"Whenever people mentioned his first love in front of the mistress, they would always ask why the mistress' daughter did so badly at school while his first love excelled at it when they both had the same father. They wondered if something was wrong with the mistress. "The more the mistress heard this, the angrier she got. She couldn't stand the first love outshining her daughter, so she went to the school to stir trouble. The mistress caused a huge scene, questioning if the first love really earned her good grades through her own ability or used other means instead. "Basically, she started spreading rumors that the first love had sold herself in exchange for good grades."

“Who is she?” “I have no idea,” she confessed candidly. “I only discovered her existence this morning. All I know is that she’s the daughter of another mistress S. Huntington, an affair which he’d indulged during his first marriage to Megan Myers. I also learned that the woman refrained from having anything to do with my father once that she’d discovered his truth. I don’t know whether he was aware that he has a daughter from the beginning.”

Mia screeched. "Love I'm sorry, sorry. I know I've been a jerk love I'm sorry." "Let me guess. You couldn't resist her good looks. She seduced you with her cheerful smile, her laughter and her sweet kisses and hugs you broke your promise. I do not care if you fell for her, I am your legal wife and she is the mistress. Only one of us can be in your life and that's I. I don't want you to ever be with Juliet. If you find that difficult, I want you to stay away from me for good and from our daughter's life." Mia said firmly.