Frances was delighted. The family was having a harmonious dinner at the table when she went to her room and returnedExclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.
with a pair of emerald earrings for me.
I held the earrings obediently and praised them effusively until I noticed that udia''s expression had darkened. At that moment, I ced the earrings in front of her on the table.
Everyone followed my movements and saw the envious look on udia''s face as well.
I said, "Frances, give them to udia. I see that she likes them too. This way, she won''t ask me for themter."
Frances patted udia''s shoulder and ced the earrings back in my hand. "No, I won''t give them to her. She''s still young and they''re not suitable for her age."
udia pouted and the tears she had been holding back all night finally fell. I realized that I wasn''t as indifferent as I thought.
I still loved Nichs. This feeling of love wouldn''t just magically disappear the moment I mentioned the word " divorce." I felt jealous of udia for the first time because of my love for Nichs.
I thought I had won this round as I had made udia cry. However, she had someone to back her up.
Nichs took the small box containing the earrings in his hand and tossed it to udia. "Mom, you should pass on your
stuff to your daughter. Ari can wear what I give her."
Nichs'' expression was cold, but Frances didn''t notice his anger and continued teasing him, "You rascal, Ari is my daughter too. You are being too possessive!"
In actual fact, he had no real possessiveness toward me. He just didn''t want me to take udia''s things.
udia''s face was still wet with tears when she walked over to me and held my hand. "Ariana, these are for you. I never intended to take them."
I took a tissue and gently wiped her tears before saying sincerely, "Take it since Nick gave it to you. He can even give you the world if you wish for it. What are these trinketspared to that?" Even Nichs was hers, so what couldn''t she have?
I nced at Nichs out of the corner of my eye. He was clearly pleased with my gesture of goodwill. In his heart, udia would always be more important than me.
Women would usually say the opposite of what they mean. This was particrly true for udia.
A smile bloomed on her face immediately. She was like a child with rapidly shifting moods. udia twirled around before throwing herself into Nichs'' arms. She blinked her twinkling eyes innocently and asked, "Nick, is what Ariana said true?" Nichs nced at me and gave a faint grunt of acknowledgment.
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udia said, "Then, repeat after me, ''Princess, please ept
this."
Nichs frowned. "What?"
udia insisted in a coquettish manner, "Nick, say it." Princess, please ept this!"
Nichs indulged her and repeated what udia said. I felt out of ce in such a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
My nails dug into my palms and left crescent marks on my skin, but I couldn''t feel the pain. I told myself, "Ariana, don''t fight. It''s useless. You can''t win."
While the others chatted happily, I imed to be tired and excused myself. After taking a bath, I sat in front of the mirror and did my skincare routine.
At that moment, Frances knocked to enter the room. She held another gift box in her hand.
"I know that you must feel mistreated all these years, but udia has been spoiled since childhood. As her sister-inw, you inevitably need to give in to her sometimes." Frances patted my head gently and let me lean into her embrace. Did she know I was feeling mistreated? However, I had never felt mistreated before the past two days.
My husband was a man I had loved for many years. Even if our rtionship wasn''t always passionate, it was at least respectful and dignified. My inws treated me well, and I had a cute sister-inw. I had such a happy life on paper. Could
others look at my life and consider it a form of suffering?
A huge conspiracy theory formed in my mind. Was Frances'' kindness toward me just a way to maintain peace for someone else?