No More Meddling His Last Mistress novel Chapter 2

As Eric spoke, he reached out and patted my head like it were the most natural thing in the world.

"My Madeline is finally being sensible now—just like an elder sister."

It sounded like he was praising a pet. Disgust churned in my chest.

After he cheated, I made such a scene the whole city knew.

I’d flipped tables in public. Just smashing bottles over his head had landed him in the hospital fifteen times. The tabloids ate it up. He lost face more times than I could count.

But he never held back.

Every time, he’d just say to me,

"Go out and look around—every man in this circle has a few women! I’m just having fun. It’s not like I don’t want you!"

He’d said it so many times, "No matter how many women I have, you’re still the one in charge. You’re their sister."

It wasn’t until the day my dad died that I finally woke up.

Three years playing the fool—blind, deaf, pretending not to see or hear a thing. All that, and what did I get?

Just a line of praise. "My Madeline is finally being sensible now—just like an elder sister."

For three years, I didn’t meddle in his affairs.

Even after our son turned two, he still had no idea I’d given him a boy. I almost died in childbirth. That day, Eric was with Vivian, running a roadside stall selling sausages.

He said he was crazy about Vivian—how she wasn’t after money, and how she relied on herself and worked hard.

I gave a cold, bitter laugh and said nothing.

In my heart, he was already dead.

On my mother-in-law’s birthday, I only planned to make an appearance—to play the devoted daughter-in-law for form’s sake.

But as I stepped in with my gift, I saw Eric and Vivian flanking her, one on each side.

My mother-in-law was beaming, chatting away with her friends. "Mrs. Carter, your hair looks wonderful today! That dress really brings out your elegance."

To be fair, her hair did look better than before, pinned up and finished with a vintage, elegant hairpin.

She gave a gentle smile and patted Vivian’s hand with pride. "My daughter-in-law did my hair—she’s so talented."

So even she had accepted Vivian.

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