“We put a nice folding bed in the garden shed for you, and there is plenty of light and fresh air out there,” he added.
“Please stop complaining about everything because we are just trying to help my family through a crisis,” he finished.
I looked at him for a long moment, fully expecting him to burst out laughing or say it was just a very silly joke.
But my husband was completely serious, and there was no hint of humor in his dull eyes.
Evelyn approached me then and smiled with a level of false sweetness that made my skin crawl.
“Look, Allison, my son earned all of this by the simple act of marrying you,” she said with a smug grin.
“It was about time you finally started sharing your wealth with the people who matter most,” she whispered.
At that exact moment, I understood the reality of my marriage and the people I had invited into my life.
To them, I was never a member of the family, but rather I was just a bank card with legs to be used and discarded.
Then I slowly smiled, and a cold sense of clarity washed over my entire being.
“You are absolutely right, Trevor, because fresh air is wonderful for people who are about to become completely homeless,” I said softly.
He frowned at my words and set his glass down on the counter with a confused expression.
“What did you just say to me?” he asked while squinting his eyes in suspicion.
I did not bother to answer him as I took my laptop out of my bag and walked directly towards the garden cellar.
No one in that house imagined that while they were toasting inside my villa, I was going to slam the door on their false victory.
They could not believe what was about to happen next as the nigh
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