I Married To A Wealthy Family Just To Suffered As Stepmother

Blood dripped out of the box, bright red. I looked at the unrecognizable puppy. Suddenly there was a moment of trance.

When I was sent to the Monroe Family, I was only eighteen years old. As a teenager, I didn't know how to take care of a child.

Facing Stephan crying all day, I had no choice but to find a puppy to keep him company. Two-year-old Stephan followed me around with his puppy in his arms all day. At that time, he said that the puppy and I were the most important things in his life.

Who would have thought that eight years later. He killed the puppy with his own hands. It also broke my heart.

I took a deep breath and looked up at Stephan. "Okay. As you wish, I will leave tomorrow."

As soon as the voice fell, Sonny's voice suddenly came from behind.

Sonny walked slowly. "You want to leave? Meredith, is it necessary to get angry over a beast and a child?"

He sat on a chair at the door. He waited for me to change his shoes and undress him with a nonchalant look.

Seeing that I was hesitant to move, Sonny frowned unhappily. "Stephan has already apologized to you, what else are you dissatisfied with?"

He continued, "Have you stayed in the Monroe Family for too long, making you forget your identity and position?"

Stephan made a face at me and ran away triumphantly. Sonny shook his head helplessly and held me in his arms. Regardless of my body that had just had a miscarriage, he began to touch me randomly.

"Meredith, don't be willful. You should know how hard it is to have everything you have now. You should also know how to make me happy."

In Sonny's eyes, I, an orphan, could become a rich and wealthy wife. It was a blessing that I had cultivated for several lifetimes. Even if I was in this family, I was just a nanny who allowed him to vent his desires and took care of his children for him. I should be grateful to him.

In the past, I might have done this. But today, I raised my face stubbornly and looked at Sonny fearlessly.

"Mr. Monroe, our contract has expired."

The hand covering my thigh exerted a little force. The initial ambiguity disappeared. Sonny's face was stained with a bit of anger.

"Meredith, don't be ungrateful. I took time out of my busy schedule to come back and accompany you, not to see you give me a cold shoulder."

He pinched my face, his tone cold as he said, "Don't think that just because you have a face like hers, you can challenge my bottom line. Meredith, you are just a substitute."

The "her" in Sonny's mouth. It was Stephan's biological mother Jennie. It was the original mistress of the Monroe Family. It was also Sonny's first love and wife.

She died of illness when Stephan was two years old. Sonny was heartbroken. In order to please him, the people of the Monroe Family found me who was 80% similar to Jennie. I was sent to the Monroe Family by coercion and inducement.

Sonny didn't like me. But he was obsessed with my young body and my face that looked like Jennie. So he kept me by his side and signed another agreement with me.

"Jennie died when she was 26, so I only want to remember what she looked like before she was 26. After eight years, you can leave. I will treat you well in these eight years."

It sounded nice. In fact, it was just that a woman was past her prime after she turned 25. He wanted to find a younger and prettier replacement.

I pushed Sonny's hand away and took out the divorce agreement from the bedroom.