The mother-in-law celebrated the mistress’s “grandson” and called the wife useless, never imagining that that very night debts, lies, and a much bigger betrayal would come to light.
CHAPTER 1: The Shattered Reflection
“If you want to keep living in this house, you must resign from your job tomorrow and learn how to properly serve your husband.”
That was the very first thing I heard when I woke up with half of my skull feeling like it was burning in flames.
At first, I honestly thought I was trapped in some kind of horrible nightmare.
I had just arrived home from a high-stakes corporate dinner in Bethesda, where I had officially been appointed as the new regional sales director.
I had toasted with my business partners, received warm hugs from my hardworking team, and driven back home feeling completely exhausted yet incredibly proud.
But the cold reality hitting my skin proved that this was absolutely not a dream.
A heavy, calloused hand pressed my forehead firmly against the pillow while a high-pitched, metallic buzzing sound pierced directly into my ear.
When I finally forced my eyes open, I saw long strands of my dark hair falling onto the crisp white sheets as if someone had silently destroyed years of my personal life in a matter of seconds.
I let out a piercing scream that echoed off the bedroom walls.
The bedroom light suddenly flickered on with a blinding intensity that made me wince.
There stood Evelyn, my mother-in-law, holding her son’s electric razor with a look of twisted satisfaction on her face.
She was wearing her signature silk robe and had a gaze that chilled me right down to the bone.
