Boardroom And Bedroom

to widen further. He remained entrenched in his single-minded focused on bus

nger amid the cold opulence surrounding me. No matter how I attempted

d myself totally lonely without companionship or welcome of any type. The handful of body of workers bus

rs of the infamous Westbrook family - who made their

-eyed woman glaring poisonously at me over her morning tea setting. Beside her sa

my mouth in greeting, the elder

family wing is rather brazen," she stated in

ostile reception "I...I'm sorry, I didn't re

of her hand. "Let's no longer insult ourselves with the aid of p

missal as "creature," like I was some

tion. "How could I expect her to understand our family 's boundaries and propriety? Marrying

e my head spin. I stood dumbstruck, having walked into a lion's d

I finally managed in a wavering voice. "I'm Jack's wif

ing more than a temporarily distasteful blight upon the Westbrook legacy. An a

t in my face. Though I had overheard Jack's grandmother make similarly scathing remarks, that paled

corum have been shattered as the hurt and injustice boiled over. "I might not have been born into w

hand down on the table in rage. "Especially not under the roof our family s ancestors constructed from nothing!

ite enough,

e, cuting off the tirade of hatred. We all whirled around to see Jack

- but it was as faraway from warmth and adoration as can be. His granite jaw be

mother began in a saccharine tone,

fairs without any further interference, am I unders

mouth to protest further before Si

what's best for our own fami

-subtly implying that I became a stain on their precious legacy.

stared at the 2 women through narr

in," he said flat before pivoting on his heel an

cheeks still burned with shame and humiliation from their scathing assaults.

barely any defense or concerns from my supposed husband...How could i ever hop

ed and fled blindly from the room, their scornful

cking sobs escaped me. Hot, sour tears coursed down my cheeks, mourning the unraveling of all hope a

garbage, bereft of any primary recognize or dignity? When Jack himself made no attempt to def

with every passing day, not better. The Westbrooks' disgust and cruelty knew no bound

of all of the warmth, love and kindness I'd dreamed a marriage should bring. Wailing fo

shing away my tattered hopes and dignity,

uldn't be long before the cruel Westbrook world totally