My Billionaire Husband Says No To Divorce

over the well-furnished and exorbitant dining room, w

shed sauces, and steaming vegetables, served by professional chefs

come together, away from their busy schedules, to catch up as one big fam

art, Alex's first love, and their most desired daughter-in-l

and her presence tonight had ignited a spark of joy within the family. They talked animatedly a

Her silence was a stark contrast to the vibrant atmosphere

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rrelevant, as I've forcefully learned within these past years. I kept my eyes buried on my plate as I

cause he would never permit it. But here she was, not just sitting close to my husband

status as the formidable Hayes. Since I was short of that class given my poor upbringing, I was nothing but a ghostly creat

said, lifting the bowl to my face. All eyes turned to me, something I had dreaded all through the night and I froze. I felt like crawling under the table, away from their

lerated. I looked around, smiling nervously to mask the sting of embarrassment w

Linda, cutting me off rudely like I was babbling. She turned to me, and all the smile on her face turned to hateful scorn, "You can as well empty th

, mummy!" Linda pleaded jokingly, still laughing. "She is still my lovely friend from colle

ood down my throat. It pained me so much that her words were getting to me. T

be degraded in front of others for her glory to shine bright. How could I have been a foodi

t, they all bobbled their heads in agreement. I looked at Alex for some help, for him to defend me at least and salvage

ing. You know this unworthy riffraff can never be like you, Linda. She is way out o

ghts trailed off. Why was it so easy to forget a good did than a bad one? Why had they forgotten so soon that this unworthy riffraff was the same three year

lt. I had my hope alive that one day he would see my worth and fall for me. But he never did. Lin

he heat brewing in my insides, as reality dawned on me. Linda's return screamed