From Loser To Millionaire

ther. At home, his wife Sarah and her mother Victoria awaited him, ready with another rou

im as useless, and her mother Victoria nev

oor, he was met with Sarah's sharp gl

o all day?" Sarah demanded, her voi

xhaustion the moment he entered, lik

really have to endure this level of incompetence? I still don't understand

ustrated huff. "I

ays known Adam was poor, not from a wealthy family like hers, yet she married him anyway. She had once told him she loved him and would stand by him no matter what, even when h

rsion of himself, constantly reminding him

tention to fill his stomach and retreat to his room

dripping with disgust. "Chew with your mouth closed, you p

tly, Adam, don't you have an ounce of self-respect? E

he were nothing more than a

ology, but his words onl

ration. "Oh, don't bother apologiz

ripping with derision. "My daughter deserves

venomous words. "How my daughter ended up wi

in his chest, exhaustion se

as though the love that once bound him to Sarah had

rm announcement: "Adam, you have half an hour to get ready. We can't be late for Jac

ary sigh, looking at Sarah with tired eyes. "Sarah, you know I have to wake up e

with frustration. "Adam, we've discussed this before! You can't keep using wor

oom thickened like a

ed into Sarah's eyes, his voice steady but filled with pleading. "I understand this is

cut. "You have thirty minutes to get ready, Adam. If you're not in the car

in Adam's ears li

and frustration, reflected in her face lik

ouldn't just affect the party but could very well det

his wife and mother-in-law, where he was treat

as for Jack, a wealthy young man who persist

him as the ideal son-in-law, making n

izing he had no option but to endure anoth

his exhaustion. He dressed simply, donning plain clothes and ordinary shoe