Earlier,
“Mom, I want to live with Bill.” Trishia went to Kelly’s place early in the morning to join her for breakfast. She brought Kelly’s favorite maple cake. This visit was merely with a purpose to persuade Kelly.
“Well, I like your idea. It’s just a matter of 7 days and you’ll be Mrs. Sky. So, I don’t see anything wrong with you living with him. With that, you get to know him well and practice being his official wife. I’m sure Bill would love that.” Kelly expressed her opinion gladly.
“Are you sure mom?” Trishia’s expression glowed hearing Kelly. She was very excited to live with Bill every day and sleep every night beside him.
“Surely, he will,” Kelly answered giving Trishia a push not to be discouraged by his son’s harsh character but deep inside, she knew Bill would not agree but with Adam as her hostage, he would.
Definitely!
“That was also what I want mom. I want to serve him and know him well before we get married. You know how much I love Bill, mom. I am willing to give up my career for him if he wanted me to stay at home and just take care of our babies, without any hesitation, I will do it.” Trishia's voice sounded very sweet in front of Kelly but her main purpose was to guard Bill. Now that Arabella was back, she was restless. She could not let that girl ruin her grand wedding.
“I am glad to have you as my daughter in law Trishia. I know you will be a good wife to my son.” Kelly said with a sweet smile. She was satisfied that even though Bill was very domineering, insensitive, and intimidating, he still had Trishia who loved him dearly. And now that he had a son, she knew it’s a bitter pill for Trishia to swallow but still she was willing to embrace the situation of Bill.
“That’s nothing mom. I am also very glad to you. Thank you for helping and spoiling me.” Trishia replied to her showing her sweetest smile.
Marrying Bill was her greatest goal in life.
To be Mrs. Sky was her greatest achievement.
Everyone would envy her and praise her. She’s gonna be the queen of Capital Z and be very famous in the whole world.
Her father would jump for joy on that day as he would have a great chance to win the next presidency using Bill’s money.
How is she going to spend Bill’s money?
This question always gave her a triumphant smile and enormous excitement.
Kelly decided not to inform Bill about Trishia’s moving in. She didn’t want him to argue with her as he hated another person in his house but to their surprise, it seemed another person had first taken Bill’s place.
Seeing the woman who had caused her husband’s death, Kelly was enraged especially seeing her in her son's house. There must be something between the two. She had a gut feeling that Arabella had prepared another show for them and his son was her target. She had no plan to let this kind of woman be in his son’s life again. She would protect her son no matter what.
“You will be a servant here in the house if you want to see your son again.” Kelly had found her way to humiliate and teach her a lesson.
“Please, Aunt Kelly. I know you are a good person. I just want Adam back.” Arabella pleaded at Kelly while her tears came out uncontrollably.
“You are so unbelievable! Mom said don’t call her aunt anymore as she was disgusted at you. What is there that you don’t understand? No one needs you here. Can’t you see, Bill, me and Adam were already family.” Trishia insulted her and proudly claimed Adam as her own son.
Hearing Trishia, Arabella’s anger exploded as she dashed towards Trishia to slap her but Kelly grabbed her hand in the air to stop her.
“Hit Trishia and I swear you will not see your son ever again not even my son can help you!” Kelly’s voice was full of threat and fury. Arabella was stunned and slowly put down her hand and shoulder. She could not believe that her sweet aunt Kelly before turned to be so cold to her. Soo cold that she didn’t even know her anymore.
“I begged you, aunt Kelly.” Instead of fighting with the two visitors, she took advantage of the chance to plead at Kelly as she suddenly knelt on the floor in front of her. Her head and shoulders were all down like she was surrendering her all self to the taker of her son.
Trishia chuckled at Arabella’s action.
“I didn’t know that you have that excellent skill in acting. Do you think mom would buy that? You are just wasting your time.” Trishia muttered insulting words but deep inside she was nervous that Kelly would pity Arabella that's why she quickly butted in.
“Don’t waste our time and unblock our way. My decision is final. Take it or leave it.” Kelly sounded impatient.
Still kneeling on the floor, “I will take it.” Arabella answered quickly. She was already desperate.
Trishia grinned and chuckled happily.
“Well then, get up now and carry all my bags to Bill’s room. I don’t mind having you as my servant. Don’t worry I will treat you very nice.” Trishia sounded teasingly and blinked at Arabella then walked gracefully inside passed by Arabella that was still kneeling.
Kelly followed Trishia inside.
Arabella froze kneeling on the cold ground. She clenched her fists to gather the courage and patience she needed in dealing with Trishia and Kelly.
‘For Adam.’ Arabella whispered convincing herself then she slowly stood up and picked up Trishia’s big bags outside. She obeyed Trishia and Kelly’s orders without complaints even Trishia deliberately made her orders hard.
Inside Bill’s room,
“Change this bedsheet and curtains. I want it all new.” Trishia demanded looking at Arabella.
Arabella followed quietly while the two were busy talking about the wedding.
“Look at this gown. This is very elegant. I think it suits you well.” Kelly sounded in Bill’s room. She was holding a magazine and showing it to Trishia as they were sitting on the sofa while Arabella was working hard on the curtains.
“Are you sure mom?” Trishia asked sweetly with a soft giggle.
“I am sure Bill would drop his jaw,” Kelly answered with a soft chuckle.
“Oh, my throat is dry. Arabella, give us some lemonade here.” Trishia demanded like ordering her slave.
Arabella went out of the room and prepared their lemonade.
Night came and Kelly had gone back to her villa as she still had to attend her friend’s birthday party. Trishia and Arabella were left in Bill’s house.
Trishia ordered Arabella to cook various meals for dinner. She wanted to have a feast to celebrate her first night in Bill’s mansion.
Arabella did all the cooking while Trishia was busy watching the news about her upcoming wedding.
“OMG! Darling, my picture is so perfect. Good job!” Trishia sounded in the room talking to her gay manager.
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