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“Mother, please calm down,” Amelia begged as she knelt beside the bed. “I know times are tough now, but the men will receive their salaries soon. Once they do, we’ll have funds again. This is just a temporary solution. The jewelry that can be pawned…”
Slap!
A powerful blow landed on Amelia’s face, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Having just taken her Snowdrop Pills, Rebecca was gradually regaining her strength. The slap, fueled by her humiliation, was delivered with all her might.
“You can’t manage this household? Then, get out! I’ll write you a letter of divorce and throw you out of our family!”
Amelia stared wide??yed at Rebecca’s furious and twisted face. The words “divorce” and “get out” left her feeling dazed and empty??eaded. Confused and helpless, Amelia slowly stood up and began to walk out.
“Come back here! I’m not done yelling at you! How dare you? How dare you?! Asking your mother??n??aw to sell her things??ou have no shame, you filthy wretch! You dirty little thing! Rebecca shouted, her intensifying as she saw Amelia trying to leave, “Come back here! Someone grab her!”
rage
Perhaps it was due to Amelia’s trembling body and unsteady steps that resembled a fragile vase on the verge of shattering but no one dared to physically restrain her.
Instead, they urged, “Madam Amelia, please wail!”
It was as if Amelia couldn’t hear them. She continued walking, step by step, back toward her own. courtyard. However, at the end of the corridor, she caught sight of Viola, heavily pregnant and supported. by Poppy
Instinctively, Amelia took a step back, remembering how Viola had once handed her a pair of scissors. A shiver ran through her as she felt a surge of fear.
“What’s the meaning of this? Why did you only buy two Evergreen Pills? Didn’t I tell you to get seven or eight?” Viola asked, her dissatisfaction clear. “Don’t even try to tell me you don’t have the money. I discussed it with Blake last night. You’ll be managing the household from now on, and Blake will contribute 30 percent of his salary to the family fund. We’ll handle the rest of his salary ourselves.”
“30 percent?” Amelia began to regain some of her rationality, only to feel a sharp sting on her cheeks as she instinctively covered them. “30 percent? Why is it 30 percent? Everyone else is contributing nearly all of their salary. How can we make ends meet with just that?”
“Why can’t we make it work? We’ve always managed before, haven’t we? Even when Blake’s salary was lower, we still made do,” Viola retorted.
Amelia swallowed hard. “So, you’re saying that from now on, if you contribute 30 percent, you will take care of your own living expenses, food, and travel?”
Viola sneered. “Are you out of your mind? If I’m managing my own expenses, then why would I contribute. 30 percent to the family fund?”
Amelia felt a buzzing in her ears but still tried to speak to Viola as if they were having a normal conversation,
“But the biggest expenses in the household are yours! Your royal jelly and supplements, and then there’s Freya. Do you have any idea how much it costs each month for all the maids and servants you keep? 30 percent won’t even cover your expenses, not to mention Mother’s medicine. Are you saying Blake won’t help with that?
“And what about you? You’re raising children, but I don’t have to? I’ve sold all my jewelry, and yet you can still eat royal jelly every day…”
Viola sneered coldly. “Ah, so that’s it! You’re jealous of me eating royal jelly. You want a taste too? Fine, I’ll set some aside for you every day. I’ve never seen someone so greedy??rying to snatch royal jelly from a pregnant woman. Aren’t you afraid of embarrassing yourself if word gets out?”
Amelis felt a mix of anger and shame as she looked at Viola, who radiated confidence and wealth, starkly contrasting her own meager state
Suddenly, she felt that no words would suffice
Silently, she returned to her room and sat there for a long time. She didn’t touch her food or water, lost in thought until her husband, Benjamin, came home.
He was fuming. As soon as he stepped through the door, his mom’s servants had called for him and launched into a scathing recap of events. It was only after he pieced together the situation that he learned his wife had actually suggested selling Rebecca’s jewelry to make ends meet.
Wasn’t that a slap in his face? Wasn’t that a direct indidation of his ability to provide?
“What kind of madness is this?” Benjamin exploded as soon as he entered the room. “You, as my wife. have the audacity to tell my mom to sell her jewelry to support the family? Is there anyone more disrespectful than you?”
Amelia raised her pale face. Ever since she returned to the room, she had been wrestling with the thought that her life felt utterly miserable. But as long as her husband understood her, she could bear it all,
Yet, she didn’t receive a word of comfort from him. Instead, he launched into a tirade without bothering to understand the full story. Amelia felt her heart sink to the depths of despair.
Benjamin grabbed her arm harshly. “What are you spacing out for? Hurry up and apologize to my mom! The servants said you were out for half the day and didn’t bother to attend to her when you got back. Is this how a daughter??n??aw behaves? You’re so disrespectful??hat good are you to me?”
The last flicker of hope in Amelia’s heart vanished.
The exhausting days and nights pressed down on her, making it hard to breathe. Her harsh mother??n??aw and sister??n??aw, the inaction of the men, and that wicked woman, Freya, who occasionally emerged from her hiding place in Blessed Haven to snatch things away??t all added up.
as a cage.
This house no longer felt like a home. It was
Dragged to Rebecca’s chamber, Amelia was forced to kneel beside the bed. She looked up blankly at her father??n??aw and Blake, both wearing expressions of blame. Her gaze shifted to her husband, whose eyes burned with fury
He slapped Amelia hard, then turned to his mom and said, “Mom, please calm down. I’ve already taught her a lesson. She won’t dare do that again.”
Seeing her son’s devotion, Rebecca finally relented, “Fine. She’s not from a prominent family, so it’s not surprising that she’s a bit stingy and shabby in her ways.”
Amelia’s cheek throbbed with pain, but it was nothing compared to the ache in her heart. After the heartache came a numbness that wrapped around her.
The next day, before dawn, the servants preparing to go out to buy meat and vegetables noticed the back door was wide open, letting in a chilling wind.
“Why wasn’t the back door closed last night? Who was so careless?” one of the servants grumbled. “If something goes missing, we’ll have to blame someone. There are enough problems to deal with as it is.”
He wrapped his coat tighter around himself as he stepped out the back door, shutting it against the cold breeze. “It’s getting colder. Why hasn’t the winter clothing been issued yet this year?”
As he muttered, he moved to the side yard to fetch a cart and head out into the alley.
When Benjamin woke up and didn’t see Amelia in their room, he didn’t think much of it. She usually got up early to attend to Rebecca. After the punishment he had given her last night, she would likely be even more attentive. Feeling slightly reassured that he had his wife under control??nlike his brother, who was at the mercy of two women??e thought nothing of it.
The men returned to their duties, each going about their business.
Meanwhile, Rebecca was furious. “What time is it? Why isn’t someone here to give me my breakfast? Go find her!”
Rebecca’s maid, Tara, hurried off to look for Amelia but couldn’t find her..
When she asked Amelia’s maid, the latter replied, “Isn’t she already with Madam Rebecca? Madam Amelia has been going over early lately.”
“She’s not there! That’s why Madam Rebecca is in a rage. Hurry and find her. Is she in the kitchen? Otherwise, she’ll be scolded again when she returns!”
“It’s not like there’s no one attending to Madam Rebecca. Why does Madam Amelia have to wake up so early to serve her?” said Amelia’s maid, Beth, who couldn’t help but feel sorry for her mistress.
“Be quiet,” Tara shot back, glaring at her. “What family doesn’t do this? When the parents are ill, it’s the duty of the daughter??n??aw to care for them. If people learn of this, Madam Amelia will earn a reputation for being a devoted daughter??n??aw.”
“Madam Amelia is managing the household now She barely sleeps for three hours a night, working from dawn till dusk. Please, Tara, say a few kind words for her in front of Madam Rebecca so she can catch her breath,” Beth pleaded.
With a sigh, Tara relented, “Fine. Go check the kitchen. Is she brewing medicine? Madam Rebecca has been in a foul mood these past couple of days and won’t let her off easily. I’ll talk to Madam Rebecca about it in a few days.”