Chapter:-7 (Going back)

Continue Trisha POV:-

This place was far more luxurious that it. It's complete change the last time I saw it? I was so busy inspecting the room that I didn't notice when my mother-in-law came inside.

"Yah, are you slow witted or what, always spacing out? God, my throat hurts yelling at you every time."

I shrugged, simply ignore her. It was not new to me. No one talked to me without yelling or cursing except for few people I cherished in my life. I looked at her with blank expression; she must be here to tell me rules.

"There this is the new cupboard for your things. At any cost, don't touch any of Jonathan things. Make your presence as much less as possible. Don't try to enter in swimming pool, my son won't like it. And at last remember that just because you live with my son in a room doesn't mean you have succeeded. You are nothing less but an unwanted wife to him. If it's not him I will teach you a good leason"

She said arrogantly left the room. She didn't have to remind me of that.