I had just won $5 million in the lottery, and my husband Frank was planning to buy us a mansion. But on the day we moved into our new home, his ex-girlfriend Lily suddenly showed up with a child, crying that her husband had died and they had nowhere to go. Frank was overcome with sympathy and immediately invited her to stay in our master bedroom. Suddenly, there was an extra person in our marital bed – his ex-girlfriend of seven years. I exploded in anger, but he accused me of being heartless: “You know she’s a poor widow now. How can you be so cruel as to let them live on the streets? When did you become so cold-hearted?” My usually kind mother-in-law also changed her tune: “I’ve heard that rich men all have four or five wives. My son is rich now, so he can afford to marry another woman. By order of arrival, it’s only fair for you to be the second wife!” Seeing my husband nodding in agreement, I called my lawyer. He thought I had given in and happily showed his ex around our new mansion. But he forgot – I was the one who won that $5 million. I’d rather donate all that money than let him use it to support his mistress!
Just after I got off the phone with my lawyer, Frank suddenly appeared behind me, trying to persuade me: “If it wasn’t for picking you up from work back then, how would I have missed Lily’s wedding and caused her to marry that short-lived bastard? Now that her husband is dead and she has a child to care for, isn’t she struggling? If I don’t take care of them, who will?” Listening to Frank’s nonsensical logic, I was in disbelief. “What’s the point of letting her stay in the master bedroom? Are the three of us going to sleep together? Why can’t they stay at a hotel? Why do they have to live here and make everyone uncomfortable?” Lily might be struggling with a child, but wasn’t I struggling too, taking care of his mother and our daughter? Frank narrowed his eyes impatiently: “Amber, why have you become so unreasonable? Lily and I are long over. If it wasn’t for her husband’s sudden death leaving her unable to pay rent, I wouldn’t have let her move in. Why are you always targeting her?” Lily and Frank had dated from high school through college, a seven-year relationship that ended due to long-distance work. Less than two months after their breakup, Lily married a rich old man. I met Frank at a bar where he was drowning his sorrows. I thought he was handsome and loyal, and I liked him. Later, we ran into each other at work. Feeling it was fate, I added him on SnapChat. As we got to know each other, he gradually moved past his heartbreak, and we had a whirlwind wedding. I remember on our wedding day, he declared in front of all our family and friends that I had saved him from despair and was the only love of his life. But now, Frank would rather make me cry than turn away Lily and her child. Clutching my chest, I took a deep breath and said: “Are you sure you want Lily to move in?” Frank hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth: “It’s not like I’m making her my wife. Why are you so angry? That child calls me godfather, so I have a responsibility to take care of them. Besides, now that I have money, only I can give Lily happiness.” He ignored my increasingly upset expression, still sympathizing with another woman. “She’s a widow now. How can I not worry about her being alone outside with a child? Moreover, we just won the lottery so we can afford to support them. Lily even said she’s willing to do all the housework, cooking, and childcare. What more do you want?” Only love could make him care for her so much and pity her so deeply. Frank seemed to have arranged the household duties – he would work outside while she managed the home. And I, the lawful wife, felt like an outsider who didn’t belong. Faced with this, I was full of disappointment, but I didn’t know what to say. Seeing me lower my head in silence, Frank’s tone became harsher: “You know she’s a poor widow now. How can you be so vicious as to let them live on the streets? When did you become so cold-hearted?” I looked up in disbelief, only to meet his furious eyes. There was no imagined guilt or apology towards me, only endless anger and disgust. At that moment, my heart turned to ashes, and I spoke softly: “Fine, she can stay as long as she wants.” Hearing this, Frank was slightly stunned, then smiled and said: “See, if you had been more understanding from the start, we wouldn’t have argued for so long. Come help Lily with her luggage.” I shook my head and refused: “I wish you two a happy life together. I’ll be staying at my mom’s for now.” Frank’s face immediately darkened as he quickly stepped forward to block me. “What do you mean by that?” “What else could I mean? I’m no longer interested in you.” I took our four-year-old daughter’s hand and walked past him towards the stairs, but my mother-in-law suddenly appeared. She glared at me angrily: “You want to take my granddaughter back to your mother’s house and let people gossip about my son? You’re not going anywhere. Stay put at home like a good wife!” I snorted coldly: “You mean you want me to stay home and serve the mistress?”
My mother-in-law stared at me disapprovingly: “Don’t use such harsh words like ‘mistress’. If we’re going by who came first, you’re the mistress!” “Rich men all have four or five wives. My son is rich now, so why can’t he support another woman? Lily is prettier and better suited for social occasions. You can just stay home and do the housework for us.” I couldn’t help but laugh. Winning $5 million and suddenly they think they’re on par with the truly wealthy? What are you comparing yourself to, with that underdeveloped brain of yours? I mocked her loudly: “Oh yes, you may be ugly, but you sure have big dreams!” My mother-in-law immediately flew into a rage, pointing her finger at my nose and cursing: “How dare you speak to me like that, you ill-mannered brat! You’ve lived in this new house for so long and still don’t know how to cook or follow the rules. My son really has bad luck marrying you!” Frank silently walked to his mother’s side, glaring at me coldly. Like mother, like son – they were cut from the same cloth. I put my hands on my hips and said coldly: “Didn’t your new daughter-in-law say she’d take care of all the housework? Let her do it!” Lily, who had just entered, heard this and started crying as if she had suffered some great injustice, running into the kitchen sobbing. Seeing this, Frank immediately became anxious. “All of you, stop talking! I’m just letting Lily stay here temporarily to take care of her. Amber, can you stop being such a jealous woman and targeting her? We have a child together, are you afraid I’ll rekindle things with her?” “If I really couldn’t let her go, would I have let you bear my child?” Hearing this, I was stunned, my nose stinging with unshed tears. “Fine, let her stay comfortably. I’m leaving.” My mother-in-law heard this and glared at me again, full of anger: “You ungrateful wretch! Lily arrived yesterday and immediately had her child call me grandma. She even massaged my legs and shoulders to show her filial piety. Look at that mute daughter of yours who can’t even speak!” My daughter is not mute. When she was little, she got lost while out shopping with my mother-in-law due to her negligence. I searched for a day and a night before finding my daughter. She had been curled up asleep in a garbage bin. The police checked the security footage and found out my daughter had been clever enough to hide in the bin to escape from kidnappers when they weren’t paying attention. But due to the psychological trauma, my daughter became withdrawn and couldn’t speak. My mother-in-law felt very guilty afterwards and doted on my daughter even more. When the neighbor’s child just made a face at my daughter, my mother-in-law scolded them until they cried. But now, one “grandma” from an outsider was enough to make her change her attitude completely, speaking harshly to us. Looking at the obvious disgust on Frank and his mother’s faces, I couldn’t help but laugh. “Yes, yes, whoever wants to be the grandchild in this family can be. It has nothing to do with me anymore.” Frank wanted to have his cake and eat it too, but I had no intention of being his second wife. Whoever wanted to be a daughter-in-law in the Foster family could go ahead. As for me, I wouldn’t lower myself for such trash. Seeing my softened tone, Frank also lowered his voice to lecture me: “Look, if you take the child back to your mother’s house, won’t people gossip that I’m abusive or cheating? When your husband’s reputation is in tatters, will you be happy then?” I couldn’t help but sneer at Frank. Hadn’t he already cheated? Why keep up this pretense? But whenever I called Lily a mistress, he and his mother would act like proper people and accuse me of being narrow-minded and not understanding the rules. At this point, Frank took out his phone and transferred me $10,000, sighing: “I got a bit emotional earlier and shouldn’t have spoken to you like that. But aren’t you just making a fuss for some spending money? Now that I’ve given you money, I advise you to quit while you’re ahead and don’t push your luck.” “Also, control that jealousy of yours. Next time, I may not forgive you so easily.” In the past, whenever we argued, he would always end things by putting me down and then giving me money, saying he forgave me. I used to think that money not taken was wasted, so I wouldn’t make a big deal out of his provocations. But after marriage and having a child, he became increasingly overbearing towards me. Now I see that I should never have tolerated his repeated challenges and tests.
Ignoring Frank, I immediately picked up our child and headed downstairs, but Lily suddenly appeared at the front door. She had changed into a French maid outfit that accentuated her curves. She was proudly wielding a broom in front of me. The floor was indeed spotlessly clean. My mother-in-law was very satisfied with this sight and immediately clapped her hands in praise: “Lily is indeed beautiful and hardworking, unlike some women who don’t even know how to use a mop.” Lily gave Frank a flirtatious look and smiled shyly: “I just have a bit of OCD and always want to keep the house spotless, so the person I love can live comfortably.” Seeing her blocking the way, I pushed past her without changing my expression. “Excuse me, good dogs don’t block the road.” After all, some people who have been on their knees for too long find it hard to stand up straight. Seeing my harsh tone, my mother-in-law immediately showed her displeasure on her face. “Amber, look at how Lily has been cleaning since early morning, sweating profusely. You don’t even thank her for sharing the housework, and you keep humiliating her. You’re really a disgrace to us women!” Hearing this, I sneered: “She hasn’t paid me any rent or food expenses, and you expect me to be grateful just because she swept the floor? Is it your brain that’s not working properly, or have I gone crazy?” As soon as I finished speaking, Lily’s tears dropped to the ground with a plop. “I’m sorry… It’s just my bad luck that my husband… Frank, I should leave. I don’t want to cause misunderstandings with your wife.” Seeing Lily crying inconsolably, Frank immediately became furious: “That’s enough! Amber!” I rolled my eyes and shouted back: “Enough of what? This is just the beginning! I’m not the one who asked her to come to my house to sweep and do housework!” As soon as I finished speaking, my father-in-law suddenly rushed over and snatched the broom, throwing it to the ground: “What are you all arguing about!” The atmosphere instantly became tense. At this point, those three stood in a row, eyeing me – the outsider – like tigers watching their prey. From the moment Lily entered the house until now, they didn’t intervene when my mother-in-law was sarcastic towards me, nor when Frank yelled at me. But as soon as I raised my voice a little, they stepped in to stop me. When we got married, I gave Frank a car and a house as a dowry. My in-laws had repeatedly assured me that if Frank ever mistreated me, they would definitely teach him a lesson. They even told me to treat their home as my own and do whatever I wanted. But now, if you didn’t know better, you’d think they were a family of four! I snorted coldly, planning to send my daughter away first before dealing with this. Unexpectedly, Lily suddenly fell to her knees in front of me and said: “Amber, please don’t blame Mrs. Foster and Frank. If you must blame someone, blame me. It’s all my fault. If I wasn’t at my wit’s end, I would never have come to Frank’s house.” “I’ll take my child and leave now. We can sleep under a bridge if we have to. I don’t want to cause any more fights in your family.” Lily staggered to her feet, saying she would leave, but her body honestly leaned towards Frank. Frank made no effort to hide it, directly hugging her tightly from behind. “Amber, I really misjudged you. I’ve already said that Lily is just temporarily staying here with her child. You still want to drive them out to live on the streets? You’re a mother yourself, how can you not have any sympathy for them?” “If you want to vent your anger, vent it on me. What’s the point of bullying a widow and orphan?” Lily nestled in Frank’s arms with her back to him, her eyes full of undisguised triumph. Heh, Frank still hadn’t figured out who really couldn’t tolerate whom. My father-in-law chimed in: “Argue, argue, argue. You’ve been arguing non-stop since moving into the new house. You’ll scare away the God of Wealth at this rate!” Looking at the strangely united family in front of me, I couldn’t help but wonder if they would still be standing together so calmly without the $5 million I had won.
I nodded obediently at my father-in-law, pretending to be submissive. “Yes, Dad, you’re right. I don’t want to argue in front of the child either. But since there’s already a new daughter-in-law in the family, I’ll take my daughter to stay at my parents’ house for a few days.” The smugness in Lily’s eyes was about to overflow, but she still pretended to persuade me: “Sister, you can’t leave. How can I take care of Frank by myself if you go?” Frank was stunned for a moment, then looked at me impatiently: “What game are you playing now? Can’t you hear the child’s stomach growling with hunger? Hurry up and make dinner, and stop thinking about going back to your parents’ house to spite me!” I rolled my eyes, picked up my daughter, and walked towards our newly bought car. As I was leaving, I heard Lily cautiously advising Frank: “Sister loves you so much, how can you just let her leave like this?” Frank sneered coldly: “Don’t worry, she’ll come crawling back within three days. After all, she’s already fallen out with her family for my sake.” I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly to myself. This was the man who once couldn’t bear to leave my side even when I had a slight fever. Now he knows I might not even be able to enter my family’s house. Yet he still welcomes his ex-girlfriend into our new home on the very first day, letting me leave without a care. This was a blatant test of my obedience. If I stayed any longer, who knows how this family would order me around and torment me in the future. They might even make me serve the mistress during her pregnancy! So when you encounter a scumbag, run! Run as fast as you can! Soon, I had my daughter settled in the passenger seat and loaded my luggage into the car. Seeing this, Lily came over again to put on an act: “Amber, don’t be angry anymore. Just apologize to Frank and it will all blow over. Why bother going back to your parents’ house in such a sorry state?” Frank stood by arrogantly: “Amber, think it through carefully. You can still bring your luggage back into the house now. If you can’t get into your parents’ house and end up on the streets with our child, don’t come back begging me!” I completely ignored the nonsense from these two. Satisfied with my stubborn expression, Lily went back into the house. After loading the luggage, I opened the car door and sat in the driver’s seat. Suddenly, Frank blocked the car door with his hand, his face gloomy: “Amber! Don’t regret this.” I snorted coldly and slammed the car door shut, finally getting rid of him. The next second, Frank’s phone rang. He looked down and was instantly shocked. He started banging on my car window frantically. “Honey, which bank card did you deposit the lottery winnings into?”
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