Her cheeks flush a crimson hue as she stands by the grill, tirelessly serving guests who treat her like a servant amidst the revelry of alcohol, food, and loud music. The vibrant garden lights suffocate her, and each thump of the music feels like a chokehold on her throat.
Despite it all, her gaze occasionally drifts to her husband reveling with his girlfriend and friends. He proudly introduces his girlfriend while ignoring her, the one tirelessly manning the grill for hours.Exhaling heavily, she heads towards the mushroom basket near the couch where they luxuriate."Darling, I'm ecstatic," Arusha leans into his shoulder, clinking wine glasses."Your happiness means everything," Derek smiles...Gwen derides herself, walking away as if they're invisible to her. Although each of the scenes is hurting her badly. A bitter smile appears on her face after all, she is staying for nothing but the man who is enjoying his girlfriend's company.Clutching the mushroom basket, she heads back to the grilling area, where others join in to help with the serving. Yet, her body flinches as arms coil around her waist, nearly dragging her closer."Hey, gorgeous. Any lobster tails left for me?" The breathy voice near her ear causes her to whirl around, striking the person with the ladle she'd just picked up. Disgust floods her as she faces a friend of Derek, wearing a lecherous grin with lustful eyes."What's wrong with you? You creep!" she snaps, shoving him to the ground, her eyes blazing with pent-up rage."I didn't realize there was such a hot servant here. Come on, be with me tonight. I'll pay you double what you make grilling meat all night. Don't fight it. Every servant in this household has been on my list. You'll be special," he leans, rising and gripping her wrist tightly."Nonsense! Let me go!!!" she shouts, her eyes fixed on him in utter repulsion.Amidst her outcry, it draws the attention of multiple people, including Derek, who is conversing with guests alongside Anusha."What's happening here?" Derek's voice cuts in coldly, his gaze flicking to her wrist clasped by his friend."Hey, Derek! Where did you find this bold and attractive girl? How about lending her to me for a month? She's quite intriguing. I like her!" his friend remarks.At his words, Derek's focus shifts to her, a hint of intrigue surfacing as he, for the first time, really looks at her. Despite her humble attire, her striking appearance refuses to be ignored."Why are you here when I specifically told you to stay in your room?" his voice carries offence."She's shameless, Derek. We didn't invite her, yet here she is, trying to entice your friends to tarnish your reputation!" Anusha chimes in, smirking at her maliciously."GO TO YOUR ROOM, GWEN!!! CAN'T YOU HEAR ME? I SAID, STAY IN YOUR ROOM!"Gwen's body shakes violently when Derek roars, clearly sending her an alert that he doesn't want her present to ruin his valuable night party.Derek! Why the shouting? I've made it clear I want this woman and -" His friend's words are abruptly halted by the arrival of Mrs. Carter."What's happening? Has she made a mistake?" Mrs. Carter inquires."Mom! I told you not to let her come here. Why is she here?" Derek's frustration is palpable.Mrs. Carter's expression falters as she realizes her mistake. "I... I thought she could assist...""How disappointing!" A whisper interjects...All eyes turn to Gwen as she speaks and removes her kitchen apron and meets her mother-in-law's gaze. "I'll never forgive you for this. Remember that," she states firmly."Hey! What do you—" As Mrs. Carter reaches out angrily, Gwen snatches her apron. "To hell with all of you."Casting a final glance at Derek, she walks away, her cheeks flushed. Despite everything, she had hoped to be a good wife to her husband; she still believed this was her family.However, today she's come to the stark realization that her previous beliefs were nothing but unreciprocated hopes. There's no longer any rationale to maintain the facade of a dutiful housewife.Even if she ends up in poverty, preserving her self-respect outweighs everything."Gwen! Stop right there! You insolent brat!"As she strides forward, Gwen halts as Mrs. Carter enters with fury in her eyes."Do you have anything to say, Ms. Carter?" Gwen retorts sharply."How dare you disgrace us like that? Who do you think you are?" Mrs. Carter seethes."Me? Someone who could ruin you at this very moment!"Mrs. Carter's eyebrows arch with a sly grin before her hand subtly moves with a hot spatula concealed behind her back. "Don't forget, I've been providing for you despite everything. You owe for everything, you insolent brat! Do you really think you can challenge me?"Before Gwen comprehends the situation, Mrs. Carter presses the searing spatula against her, causing a blistering sizzle that forces Gwen to scream. However, her eyes remain vacant, her heart too numbed to produce a sound."If you utter another word, I'll scar that pretty face of yours. My son only needs Anusha to propel him higher. She's the granddaughter of the wealthiest family in this city. My son's on the verge of greatness. He's honest in business, but I won't let this opportunity slip away! So, shut up until you sign the divorce papers!"With a forceful throw to the floor, Mrs. Carter storms out. Gwen's gaze fixates on the red mark on her arm as the room echoes with her laughter, her tears flowing freely."Sorry, Bitch. I no longer care about your dream. I am going to play with your reputation now."A smirk dances across her lips as she exits, displaying the wound prominently, and seizes the mic from the DJ. Her eyes are full of determination, after all,She wasn't a woman to endure nonsense in the first place if she didn't desire to have a family."May I have the esteemed attention of our beloved guests?"Amidst the euphoria of the party, all eyes suddenly shift to her, interrupting their immersive enjoyment. Some gasp in disbelief as a servant dares to disturb their dancing, but the majority are intrigued, eager to witness the unfolding scene.Derek releases Anusha and rises from his seat, his brow furrowed with concern. "What's she doing there?" he whispers, his focus unbroken as he notices Gwen proudly revealing a newly marked burning arm, a sight that makes his eyes narrow in the realization that she's about to do something daring."Thank you for your kind attention. I'm Gwen Stacy, the sole daughter of a devoted father who raised me well but departed as soon as he believed I could survive in this harsh, callous world. And I'm here, without any grievances," she announces with a proud smile, striding towards the stage's edge."This night is truly special, isn't it?" she remarks."Of course it is, but how would you know, being a servant?" guest jeers, mocking her audacity." Woo-Hoo!
Entering the dark room she hadn't set foot in for three years, Gwen let out a heavy exhale. Returning to this house, one she never wanted to see again after her marriage, filled her with a sense of deep discomfort.Shedding her clothes over the couch, she collapsed onto it, speaking softly, "I'm home, Dad. After three years."Her body jolted at the sound of a familiar voice. "Welcome home, Princess."Trying to rise quickly, Gwen slipped, letting out a pained "Ouch!""Are you okay, my dearest?" The middle-aged man hurried to her side, grasping her hands.As her eyes widened, Gwen couldn't believe her father, who was supposed to be in prison, stood before her."Why... why is Dad here?" Her voice trembled, unable to fathom seeing her father when she thought he was dead."I've been here for three years, sweetheart. After your marriage, I was released and came to stay!""Why didn't you tell me?" Gwen's voice resonated with feelings of betrayal. "You abandoned me even after returning. What
" No, Sir. Nobody has lived in this address for a long time. I heard they have moved out once the owner of the house lost his wife!"Derek's eyebrows are narrow with confusion as the neighbours of Gwen's address that he collected from the marriage certificate are saying Gwen doesn't stay here for a long time. Then why would she give the old address instead of the new one? Frustrated, he walks towards the car, however, one of the eldest women calls him from behind," Are you searching for Gwenie's family?" Hearing the shaky and weak voice of the elder, Derek instantly nods, turning back." Do you know her? Grandma!"" You are such a good kid. Of course, I know her. I raised her with my hands. Unfortunately, her mother died when she was young. She was a strong girl, didn't even cry when her mother died because she thought he would break down. How could I not know her? Such a good child. My poor child!"Seeing how detailed information she has, Derek immediately walks towards the nearby s
Two months later..." Son! Anusha and I am really sorry that we lied to you. I will return the money to your account. Just come back home. Anusha is still sick. She needs you!"Mrs. Nicole sobs, wiping her crocodile tears with the tissue while talking to Derek on the phone. However, his silent response is as cold as it is supposed to be." Son! Mom is sick. Do you wish me to die sooner because of heartbreak? What did that lowlife and filthy woman do that you are turning your back against us? You said you love Anusha. Then how come your love for Anusha is gone?"Derek who has been patiently listening to his mother's words while rechecking his files, shuts the file with sound and grabs the phone. " You still don't understand why I am doing this, mother? Since you are playing fool. I don't have any reason to talk to you." Frustrated, he rubs his forehead while walking towards the frosted glass wall of his office room. "And another thing I should clear now. That lowlife, filthy woman is
The chattering sounds around the huge lobby keep the weather warm on this fallen afternoon. Most of the guests are from different countries and Businessmen. People here are most curious about the elders who are celebrating their marriage anniversary twenty years later. And the reason for this? They are dying to know.Another car stops by the entrance gate, being welcomed by well-dressed guards. As the car door opens, they frown upon seeing a familiar face getting out of the car which she is supposed not to. "I'm eager to meet your mother and grandparents!" Mrs. Nicole beams with a triumphant and proud smile, stepping out of the car alongside Anusha, who subtly avoids the scrutiny of the guards.A frown of annoyance on her face appears as the intense gaze from the guards keeps increasing.As they allow themselves to walk in, a couple of reporters try to get close to them but are stopped by the guards to keep the party as calm and peaceful as possible.Their focus shifts abruptly towar
" Derek?!! Can we talk privately? For our past years of love's sake? For this time!"Anusha begs, following Derek to the garden as he is reluctant to meet some garbage-type Businessmen who get on his nerves. However, right now, he is getting pissed by her as she keeps following him around, gathering everyone's attention.Derek sighs, scanning around and turning towards her, " Is it private enough to talk? Let's hear what you have more left to speak!" Anusha's eyes well up, as her lips curve with accurate sadness, hiding her great acting ability, " How could you never ask for any explanation from my side? Didn't you say you will never leave me? Then why didn't you ask me what actually happened and what made me do it?"Tears stream down her face as she sobs, clutching her chest, visibly distraught." I don't think there are many things to know. And as I said I will never leave you. Did you keep any value of my words?""Derek! How can you be so heartless? Why don't you ask me why I coul
The reflection of her body in the mirror keeps reminding her last three years of pain she has been enduring silently, only because she was waiting to have her own family. But now, her eyes are on her scars, screaming to get revenge, get revenge. They are evidence of her unforgotten past. She won't be able to feel peace if she lets them go without making them pay for everything." You are so shameless, aren't ya?"Gwen's attention goes to the reflection of Anusha who is standing behind her leaning against the door, folding her arms around her chest, a mockery of Gwen's situation is visible on her face.Gwen places the phone aside before washing her hands. She decides to stay silent and unbothered for a while as usual.But her eyebrows narrow when Anusha's finger tails the scars on her arms, especially the new mark of burning, " Mrs. Nicole knows how to treat some disobedient bitch. They look beautiful in your body!" She smirks," I wonder how amazing it looked when you screamed!" Gwe
* What the hell is happening? Anusha! What do your grandparents mean? Aren't you the only grandchild? You said your mother is their daughter and you are the only heir of the Wordsworth family!"Mrs. Nicole trembles with anger rushing through her body as The elder couple announces the heir of the WS Entertainment Company. Not only Anusha is taken aback by the announcement but also, other guests who truly thought the heir would be Anusha. Since the elder couple was away from social circles, they had no idea, Anusha introduced herself as the only heir of the family." What's going on? Did she fool us? Where did that beautiful girl come from? We never saw her before?"Amidst the crowd and Whisperings, Derek slowly walks towards the stage, his eyes are fixed on Gwen who is standing in front of him but she doesn't acknowledge his existence." Grandpa! Who is this?"When Derek questions her Identity, Anusha who always dreamed of being the Madam of Nicole's family panics. She rushes towards