After the Black-Widowed Wife Faked Her Death, My Husband Sent Away 108 Mistresses Even I, six months pregnant, and my five-year-old daughter were forced into the storage room. “Pregnant women have a strong body odor. She’s not allowed near Aaliyah.” “Lily’s five years old; she should learn to do chores. From now on, she’ll take care of Aaliyah’s daily needs.” I cried, saying my daughter had to go to school, and hiring a nanny to do these things would be the same. Chadwick said coldly: “Aaliyah prefers quiet. A mute makes the perfect servant.” On the Dragon Boat Festival, Aaliyah tasted a zongzi that my daughter had secretly brought back from school. Discovering it was filled with pork, which she disliked, she poured the boiling hot curry from the stove all over my daughter. Sitting in my wheelchair, I helplessly beat my numb legs, my heart-wrenching cries echoing throughout the villa. When Chadwick returned, she had already disposed of my daughter’s body. “That little girl was so stubborn; I only said a few words to her, and she ran away from home.” “With a mother like that spoiling her, what good could she become?” I approached the rooftop. Chadwick, I really don’t have the strength to love you anymore.
Inside the villa, I knelt on the floor, wiping Aaliyah’s shoes as she entered. She lifted her toe and tapped my chin. “Long time no see, sister-in-law. You’re becoming more capable.” Chadwick’s eyes were filled with mockery. “As the eldest sister-in-law, it’s what she should do.” From the day I married Chadwick, I was forced to take care of his numerous mistresses. Washing clothes, polishing shoes, cooking, cleaning – all the household chores were mine, even pushing myself around in a wheelchair. I had refused once, but Chadwick said with indifference, “These women are either celebrities, models, or noble daughters, accustomed to being pampered. I don’t trust anyone else to take care of them.” What could I do? A person paralyzed from the waist down, what could I possibly resist? And whenever I angered Chadwick, those 108 mistresses would take turns tormenting me. I lowered my head and said nothing, carefully cleaning Aaliyah’s feet as I had done countless times before. Chadwick, unusually, didn’t continue mocking me, nodding in satisfaction. “Behave, and you can keep your position as the eldest mistress of the Shen household.” I was about to pull myself up onto the wheelchair when Aaliyah’s foot suddenly slammed forward, hitting the footrest of the wheelchair hard. “Ah—!” she cried out, Chadwick forcefully pushing me aside and sweeping her up into his arms. Because my hands instinctively protected my six-month pregnant belly, my entire body fell backward. “Evelyn! What are you plotting!” I remembered last year when I was wiping the shoes of one of Chadwick’s celebrity mistresses and accidentally left some watermarks. He had me tied up in the living room, pouring dirty, icy water over me again and again for three days in the dead of winter. “You can’t clean them properly? Then you won’t be clean for three days.” I was sick for a whole month because of that. Thinking of that, I instinctively curled up, unable to feel my lower limbs, and could only lie on the ground in a strange position. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll be more careful next time.” “Don’t try to play tricks on me. I’m not some old woman; you can’t gain my sympathy with pitiful acts.” I continued to desperately protect my stomach, preventing him from kicking it like two months ago, when he suspected I was simply gaining weight from eating too many tonics and faking my pregnancy. Chadwick didn’t care how I crawled back into the wheelchair but immediately carried Aaliyah into the bedroom and summoned the top medical team. After a while, my daughter came home from school, thoughtfully helping me tidy up the messy entrance hall. Chadwick also pushed open the bedroom door. Walking up to me, he covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief. Seeing him, my daughter hid behind the wheelchair, her little hand holding mine turning instantly cold. I squeezed her fingers to comfort her. Chadwick frowned as he looked at my daughter and me. “Pregnant women have a strong body odor. From now on, you’re not allowed within three meters of Aaliyah.” “Lily’s five years old; she should learn to do chores. From now on, she’ll take care of Aaliyah’s daily needs.” Hearing this, my face turned deathly pale. Lily was his own daughter! But I couldn’t anger him. I asked tremulously: “My daughter still has to go to school; maybe we could hire a nanny instead?” Chadwick’s eyes glinted coldly. “Aaliyah prefers quiet. A mute makes the perfect servant.” Because Chadwick had terrible habits, and my health wasn’t good after giving my kidney to his older brother, Chad, Lily was diagnosed with being a congenital mute when she was born and could only barely make a few sounds. My daughter could understand, and her little face was covered in tears. There was no use arguing with Chadwick, I could only think of another way. My daughter and I were thrown into the storage room. The entire villa was re-disinfected. The servants laughed and said Chadwick had ordered it to remove the filthy smell of the pregnant woman. Hearing this, I felt extremely ironic. At the dinner table, my daughter was called to serve Aaliyah soup. I couldn’t bear it. “Let me do it; children are clumsy.” Chadwick slammed the table with a “smack.” “Aaliyah is feeling sorry for you being heavily pregnant, so she is enduring the discomfort and letting you eat at the table. Are you trying to make her feel disgusted by going to serve her soup?”
My daughter and I had become accustomed to Chadwick’s rage. Lily clumsily ladled a bowl of soup and respectfully handed it to Aaliyah, but she didn’t take it. Aaliyah scooped a spoonful of curry for me. “Pregnant women should have more supplements. It’s also because I have rhinitis and can’t stand the smell on your body, that’s why Chad gets so angry.” Looking at the curry in front of me, my stomach churned. My morning sickness was already bad, and this month I couldn’t bear any heavy flavors. When I hesitated, Aaliyah stomped hard on my foot under the table, and glanced smugly at my daughter. Lily’s hand holding the soup was scalded red. I could only endure the discomfort and drink that spoonful of curry. Only then did Aaliyah take the bowl of soup with satisfaction. “As the eldest sister-in-law, you make Aaliyah serve you food, you really are a good daughter-in-law of our Shen household!” Chadwick snorted coldly at me. “Evelyn is pregnant, she should be taken care of.” “Aaliyah, you’re just too kind.” He stroked Aaliyah’s head dotingly. Then he pointed to several dishes of African cuisine on the table and instructed: “This is African royal cuisine made for you by Aaliyah herself. If you don’t know what’s good for you and deliberately don’t finish it, then don’t eat at all in the future!” … In the middle of the night, my daughter vomited and had diarrhea. “Ah… Mom… Mom, it hurts…” She mumbled a few words. Her uncomfortable appearance made my heart feel like it was being twisted into a ball. I wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. “Baby, be good, Mommy’s here.” To cater to Aaliyah’s eating habits, all the water in the house was replaced with a cooling system. I had no choice but to boil hot water myself. At this time, she was already burning hot. And because she was so uncomfortable, her mouth was bitten through. The sound of boiling water woke Aaliyah. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed her daughter’s ear and pulled her off the wheelchair. “No wonder she is a little bitch born from a slut, so many things, I can not even get my beauty sleep well.” “Don’t!” I leaned forward to stop her, but accidentally fell to the ground. My daughter was still curled up, hugging her abdomen. “I beg you Aaliyah, even if you just let Lily drink a mouthful of hot water, okay?” “I was wrong, I shouldn’t have offended you, I’m willing to do anything you want me to do.” Aaliyah showed a dangerous smile, “Really? Then kneel here and massage me until dawn.” She dragged our mother and daughter into the master bedroom, with red lace panties stained with traces hanging on the doorknob. I bit my lip and looked away. After drinking hot water, my daughter finally felt better, but Aaliyah still made her lie on the cold floor. Aaliyah suddenly became interested in looking at the daughter on the ground. “In our African country, children only need to drink the blood of nobles when they are sick, and they will be safe all their lives.” She cut open her wrist with a knife, and said condescendingly: “I will bestow it on her today.” But I clearly saw some red rashes on her legs and wrists just now, and some of them were broken. There was also a wound on the corner of her daughter’s mouth, and a terrible thought appeared in my mind. Without thinking, I hugged her leg, “Let me drink, let me drink, Lily is still young, I beg you…” “Hahaha!” Aaliyah laughed, “Rural uncivilized woman, ignorant and uncultured, fighting to drink human blood.” She pressed her bleeding wrist against my mouth. Suddenly, with a “bang,” Chadwick broke into the door.
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