“The young lady arrived a long time ago, with Mr. Spence,” The servant spoke carefully, afraid of irritating me.
He knew about an old incident many years ago, when Raquel snatched Lorene away at the wedding and my mother was angered to death. It caused an uproar in Harlette at that time.
I looked bitter.
Even a servant knew the taboo, but Meghan did not care about my feelings at all.
When they came to the living room, Raquel was sitting on the sofa, talking and laughing closely with Meghan.
As soon as they saw me, they immediately distanced themselves from each other.
“Lucas, why are you so late? I was so worried. Why is your phone always turned off when the driver calls you?”
I said calmly, “The battery is out.”
In weather of more than ten degrees below zero, the battery of a mobile phone could not last long outdoors.
“I'm sorry Lucas, it's all my fault.”
Seeing me covered in snow, Meghan looked guilty, took my hand and sat on the sofa.
My father-in-law and mother-in-law also came over to ask about my well-being and complained to their daughter, asking how they could leave me alone on the street.
This made Raquel, who was standing by, felt indescribably embarrassed.
I turned my head to look at him, only to find some bruises on his forehead.
I had been freezing in the snow for more than two hours and half of my leg was numb.
The dinner was very sumptuous and included all my favorite dishes.
It could be seen that my father-in-law and mother-in-law really put a lot of effort into entertaining me as their son-in-law.
At the dining table, Meghan stayed beside me the whole time.
The family was lively discussing what to name our future baby.
I did not remember the taste of the dishes, nor the outcome of the discussions.
All I remember was the crazy jealousy in Raquel's eyes.
After dinner, I rested alone in the guest room.
Raquel suddenly rushed in and kicked me hard on my injured leg.
I rolled on the ground in pain, but he had a ferocious look on his face.
“Lucas, there’s something I must make clear today. The baby Meghan is carrying isn’t yours—it’s mine. So, you have no right to decide the child’s name!
“You pathetic cripple, you useless bastard! Eight years ago, I took away the woman you loved most and you didn’t even have the guts to fight back. To this day, you’re still nothing but trash.
“Lorene was mine, Meghan is mine too and you? You’ll always just be a joke.