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The next day, I received news that my company was sending me abroad for six months.
As I was packing my suitcase, Dax stood awkwardly in the doorway, avoiding eye contact.
“Isla, I’m sorry for what I said yesterday. I didn’t mean to take things that far. I was just worried about the tension between you and Verity. We’re not trying to take over your house. It’s yours We should be the ones to leave”
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I calmly zipped up my suitcase, put on my sunglasses, and replied, “I’m going on a work trip. I’ll be gone for six months.”
Dax was stunned for a moment, then a wave of relief washed over his face. “Thanks, Isla!”
As soon as I left, Verity posted an Instagram update with a picture of the latest Prada bag that Dax had bought her.
[Some women really thought they could stick around like they’re royalty, but they got kicked out anyway. Don’t know their place. I’m carrying the Montgomery heir. One day, everything in this family will be mine. No wonder no man wants her. But not me–I’m treated like a princess. My husband just had to drop thousands on this bag for me, even though I told him not to.]
A few of Verity’s friends chimed in with comments below:
[Once the baby’s born, Verity, you’ll be the queen of the Montgomery family. No one will dare cross you then.]
[That bitter old maid is probably hitting menopause.]
[No wonder she doesn’t have a man. Karma’s a bitch, huh?]
It was ridiculous. How could anyone still think like this? It felt like something straight out of the 1800s.
I didn’t care about Verity’s Instagram post, but my parents saw it and were absolutely furious.
They marched straight to Verity and demanded she delete the post and apologize to me.
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The moment she saw my parents, Verity quickly dropped her attitude. After all, they were the ones who paid for the house and car, and the money Dax used to buy her fancy things came from my dad’s card.
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Verity deleted the post and, trembling, called me. Her voice shook as she said, “Isla, I wasn’t talking about you in that post. Mom and Dad just misunderstood me, but I deleted it already. I’m sure you won’t hold it against
me, right?“
I let out a laugh, pausing for a moment before replying slowly, “I don’t care who you’re talking about, but could you at least try to maintain some dignity? The Montgomery family has a name in Summersville, and you’re dragging it through the dirt.”
With that, I hung up.
I couldn’t for the life of me understand how Dax had fallen for a woman
like her.
Everyone in Summersville knew Dax had married a vapid, trophy wife who spent her days flaunting her lifestyle on social media. But going so far as to publicly insult her own sister–in–law? That was a new low.
What really shocked me was that after apologizing in front of my parents, Verity had the audacity to call me privately just to insult me all over again.
She raged like a madwoman. “Don’t get cocky, Isla. I’m the future lady of the Montgomery family. You’re just a daughter, and Dax is the family’s only son. Everything will belong to him, and you’ll have nothing.”
“I suggest you find yourself a husband, because when the time comes, I’m not letting Dax give you a single cent. You’ll end up with nothing and no one.”
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She wasn’t completely brainless; she knew not to leave evidence that
could be used against her. She didn’t send texts or make calls that could be recorded–she used a voice message through Instagram.
Listening to her growing fury, I couldn’t help but smirk. “Verity, do you
really think I can’t deal with you?”
She let out a triumphant laugh. “Dax loves me unconditionally. No matter
what I do or say, he’ll always believe me. Your problem is that you just
couldn’t find a man like him.”
A woman like Verity would have plenty of skeletons in her closet if you
bothered to look. But telling Dax wouldn’t do any good. He wouldn’t believe
- me.
I had to make him see the truth for himself. Let’s see if Dax would still
stand by her then.
