Chapter 2
“Why on earth would Old Mr. York want his handsome grandson to marry an ugly woman like Elizabeth? Haven’t all these years of upbringing been enough?”
“Who knows.”
“Poor Elizabeth, she’s been married to Mr. York for three years, and he’s never touched her.
“With her looks, it’s already a big deal that Mr. York could tolerate Elizabeth for three years.”
“Now that Miss Dodson is back, Elizabeth better get ready to hit the road!”
When Elizabeth descended the stairs, she overheard the maids gossiping. She quickly moved to the stairway entrance, pulled out her phone, and opened the New York Post. The headline leaped out at her.
“Entertainment mogul Samuel proposes to rising starlet Celia Dodson.”
There was even an intimate picture of them. Samuel’s usually cold face softened in the picture. He didn’t like this kind of publicity but he cooperated without a word of complaint for the woman he loved.
Elizabeth scoffed inwardly. What a perfect couple, indeed! Just a despicable man and a shameless woman!
So Celia was back. No wonder Samuel was so eager to divorce Elizabeth. She should really give up on Samuel.
Elizabeth had tried for twenty years but couldn’t warm his heart. Was it worth hoping for?
He had made a great effort, even tolerating sleeping with Elizabeth, just to make her vacate Mrs. York’s position for
Celia.
“Mrs. York?” The maid, Maria, found Elizabeth hiding at the stairway entrance.
Elizabeth put away her phone, used her hair to cover her left face, and nodded as she used to.
Maria glanced at Elizabeth and asked, “Mrs. York, are you making breakfast or going to school?”
“No need. I’m going to York Old Manor.” Elizabeth walked out of the villa with heavy steps.
Maria snorted, “Does she really think she’s the lady of this house?”
“Does she even look good enough for Mr. York?”
Standing outside the villa, Elizabeth pursed her lips, and her hands clenched into fists at her sides.
For years she had been less than a maid in the Yorks‘ house. They called her Mrs. York to her face but often ridiculed
her behind her back
No, they dared to insult her to her face.
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She was fed up with this humiliation. If it weren’t for Tomas, she would not have stayed with the Yorks this long.
She had already signed the divorce papers, so it was time to keep her promise. She had to explain things to Tomas.
Just as she stepped out of the mansion’s courtyard, a black SUV suddenly pulled up in front of Elizabeth. A well dressed man stepped out.
“Hello, Miss Jones. I am Mr. York’s attorney. This is your divorce settlement from Mr. York.”
Settlement?
Elizabeth was taken aback. Her hands trembled as she accepted the document, but she didn’t read its content,
“Don’t you want to check the terms, Miss Jones?”
Elizabeth kept her head lowered. She had never raised her head while growing up with the Yorks. She understood that Samuel was giving her these documents to mark a clear boundary between her and the Yorks.
“I’ve signed it. I am grateful to the Yorks for their care over the years.”
“Mr. York fears you may have nowhere to go after leaving the Yorks. So, Miss Jones, please take this. The money in here is enough for you to live on for the rest of your life. Mr. York’s condition is that you do not bother him or the Yorks again.” The lawyer paused, his eyes full of sympathy. “Also, Mr. York says it’s time you separate yourself from the Yorks.”
Indeed, Samuel wanted to cut ties with her completely, even forsaking the bond they shared growing up together.
That very morning they had been so intimate, but now Samuel was not only forcing her to divorce him but also cutting off her last retreat, leaving her without a place to go.
“Mr. York is giving you a month to sort things out and move out of the Yorks.”
“I won’t bother him, rest assured. And I’ll move out of the Yorks as he wishes.” Elizabeth’s voice was hoarse, as her heart had already shattered. “Grandpa Tomas asked me for breakfast, so I should go.”
Elizabeth used Tomas as an excuse. Her gaze appeared calm, but no one knew how much pain she was in when she spoke these
words.
The
lawyer had no choice but to call Samuel. Samuel tapped on the table, and his gloomy eyes were full of complex
emotions.
How would Elizabeth survive without the Yorks? Or was she just playing hard to get?
For more than a month, Elizabeth did not see Samuel, but she had heard plenty of rumors about him and Celia. They were
apparently getting serious.
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Tonight, the Yorks were hosting a family banquet. Elizabeth arrived early at the York Old Manor, fearing Samuel
couldn’t avoid
No one noticed Elizabeth’s departure. She had always been a nobody in the Yorks‘ world, almost invisible.
Why was she feeling nauseous?
This feeling had persisted for more than a few days now. Lately, she had lost her appetite, felt lethargic, and was always on the verge of falling asleep. More importantly, her period was a week late.
Entertaining a certain possibility, Elizabeth ran to the drugstore to buy a pregnancy test. She didn’t dare go to the hospital. The Yorks‘ influence was per vasive in Los Angeles. If she was indeed pregnant with Samuel’s child, Samuel would likely force her to terminate the pregnancy given his character.
With a heavy heart, Elizabeth purchased the pregnancy test and headed to the nearest public restroom to verify her suspicions.
The test result confirmed what Elizabeth had feared. She was indeed pregnant with Samuel’s child.
Overwhelmed by a mix of joy and sorrow, Elizabeth sank to the floor of the public restroom. The thought of Samuel’s tenderness toward Celia came to mind, and she tossed the pregnancy test into the trash bin.
The more tender he was to Celia, the crueler he would be to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth didn’t have the courage to attend the Yorks‘ family banquet today. She could only call Tomas and tell him that the snool had arranged for her to study abroad at the last minute, and she had to leave immediately.
Goodbye, Samuel.
A cold tear trickled down her cheek. Elizabeth looked up at the sky, trying to hold back her tears, but they wouldn’t
stop.
She said inwardly, “Elizabeth, you really are pathetic!
