Too Late for Spring, Too Late for UsChapter 1
After ten years of marriage, Richard Ford suddenly lost his memory.
Then, all his former lovers came back and admitted that he had cheated on me with them.
The first one was Fiona Chambers, the new Miss USA. She claimed that Richard had bought her a private island where they planned to live together forever. It became talked about everywhere.
Another was Gloria di Mancini, a former Miss Universe contestant. She said to everyone that Richard had chosen her to be his wife three years ago. Another mess.
As for another, there was a young, beautiful flight attendant who even shared a half-naked photo of Richard sleeping. Everyone believed it because they were very intimate. The internet was ready to laugh at me.
However, I still helped Richard handle the Ford Family’s problems as Mrs. Ford.
It was until Emily Burnett showed up one day. She walked limply in one leg. But what shocked me the most was that she held the hand of a nine-year-old boy. Immediately, I had a bad feeling about it.
She stood in front of Richard and cried as she said, “Mrs. Ford, I know you don’t like me and I won’t complain if you break my other leg. But Bryan has grown up. It’s time for him to be accepted by his father’s family.”
Richard gently touched the child’s head. Then he looked at me with cold eyes. It was at this very moment that when I found out that Richard had been hiding a family for ten years. All the affairs were just a cover.
Richard was protecting Emily and their son.
In that moment, I realized I didn’t want to be Mrs. Ford anymore.
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For ten years, Richard had no scandals. People always said he respected and loved me the most. And I believed it, too.
However, that wasn’t the case any longer. Now, all the servants in the Ford mansion looked at me with pity. They wanted to see the proud Mrs. Ford finally fall from grace.
Emily cried as she slowly climbed the stairs. Her clothes were thin and the cold wind blew around her. Her knees were already bleeding.
She stood in front of me and said, “Mrs. Ford, you promised to only break one of my legs if I left. But now, you’ve blocked all my paths. I can’t find work, I can’t take care of Bryan. He’s nine years old and still can’t go to school. Please, I beg you. Give him a chance.”
“Even if you want me to cut my limbs, I’ll never ever complain about it!”