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Mark looked incredulous.
“Why? Didn’t you say you always wanted our
own home, tired of moving?”
“I know, you’re still angry, trying to make me
worry, right?”
“But Mom’s old. This house is great. Now that
we have money, Mom doesn’t have to clean
anymore.”
I laughed at his rambling.
“That’s my mother, not your mother!”
“Your mother is the mistress behind you.”
“And Mom doesn’t need these things
anymore. Now, leave.”
Mark frowned.
“Mom would want it. She always wanted Dad
to buy things for her.”
“Wendy, don’t be stubborn.”
Seeing Mark’s determination, Grace’s face
darkened.
Lily said,
“Mark, Wendy says this house is hers. You
don’t need to buy her anything. She’s got a
sugar daddy…‘
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“Shut up! This isn’t your place! I know Wendy
best.”
Mark scolded Lily.
He turned to me.
“Wendy, think about it. We’re family.”
“Tell Dad when you decide. He’s worried
about Mom.”
He left with Grace and Lily.
After settling in, I started working at Uncle’s
company.
John and Mark constantly texted me.
Mark asked about my decision.
John asked about Mom.
I ignored them, deleting the messages. Later, Uncle and I visited Mom’s grave.
Unexpectedly, Grace and Lily appeared.
“Wendy, I caught you. This old man is your
sugar daddy, right?”
“Leaving Mark a divorce paper.”
“I’ll make Mark divorce you, this unfaithful
woman.”
“After all, Lily is my ideal daughter–in–law.”
Grace sneered.
Lily looked thrilled, acting coy.
“Auntie Grace, you’re the best! I’ve called
Mark, he’s coming.”
She looked at me defiantly.
“Wendy, Mark will be mine.”
“You only deserve an old man.”
Her gaze moved to my uncle.
Uncle tried to confront her, but I stopped him.
“Lily, trash with trash, you and Mark are
perfect. You and Grace, a pair of mistresses,
a perfect mother–in–law and daughter–in–law
pair.”
Lily turned red with rage, Grace glared at me.
Grace saw the tombstone with Mom’s picture.
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“Wendy, you and your mother are incorrigible.
You even made a grave to scam money. Let’s see if this grave is real.”
She went to the tombstone, kicking over the
offerings Uncle and I had placed.
I couldn’t stop her.
She gestured, and a bodyguard smashed
Mom’s tombstone with a sledgehammer.
Uncle pushed Grace down.
“What are you doing, you bitch?”
“Stop, what are you doing to my mother!”
Mark arrived, John was with him.
Mark rushed to Grace, yelling at me.
“Wendy, what are you doing? That’s my
mother! Your mother–in–law!”
“Did you find a sugar daddy so quickly after
leaving me?”
John approached, frowning at the mess.
“Wendy, where’s your mother? I’ve been
worried.”
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“And what are you doing here? Leaving Mark
a divorce paper and making a grave. You’re
such a bad daughter.”
“And who is that man?”
