
Marrying the Young Master, She Goes on Top
Chapter 2
"Time will change everything. Besides, I never demanded that you wait for me. I have matters to attend to, so I must leave. Do as you wish."
With that, he left without looking back.
I was sent back home.
As soon as I entered the house, I heard my stepmother Melissa's sarcasm.
"You had this naïve notion of being Cinderella and changing your life, but all you've gotten are cold shoulders and being sent back. You should have married Duke Matthew's son three years ago. At least you would have had a husband. You've waited for Edward for three years, but what about him? He has become successful and been with someone else. You made such a mess. At the age of 20, you're still abandoned. You're such a loser!"
My father, Samuel Thompson, let out a series of sighs as if he also believed that I had brought shame upon our family.
Feeling overwhelmed by the weight of the situation, I locked myself in the room and slept for two days and two nights.
"Ms. Thompson, you are harming your health by refusing to eat or drink. General Edward would be deeply concerned if he were to see you in this state," Debra gently advised.
Debra, my loyal maid who had been by my side since childhood, was the only person who genuinely cared for me during this difficult time.
"Debra, should I question him? How is it possible for a relationship that lasted for ten years as childhood sweethearts to change in just three years? What about the promise he made to me? He swore to God that he would rather die than not marry me. How could everything has changed?"
My eyes were dull, and I kept asking Debra the same question as if I were possessed.
Debra set aside the food she held, sinking to her knees. She tightly held my trembling hand in hers, tears streaming down her face.
"Ms. Thompson, Ms. Thompson! You cannot go on like this. There must be a misunderstanding between you and General Edward. Why don't you write a letter to him. Express how you have prayed for his safe return day and night over the past three years. Tell him how you cared for his grandfather who raised him, even handling his funeral as his granddaughter-in-law! Perhaps, once General Edward reads the letter, the misunderstanding will be cleared up!"
What Debra said made some sense. Yes, there must be a misunderstanding.
Reluctantly, I managed to eat a few spoonfuls of oatmeal. Then, I took a seat at my desk, preparing to write a letter to Edward.
From morning till evening, I dedicated myself to writing the letter. Although it had been just three years since we last saw each other, the depth of my longing made it impossible to convey everything I wanted to say on paper.
Finally, as the clock struck around nine o'clock in the evening, I put down my pen and carefully folded the letter.
"Please deliver this letter to him personally," I told Debra.
Debra took the order and left.
However, three days slipped by without a response. Each passing moment at home felt like an eternity.
"Ms. Thompson, I personally handed the letter to General Edward, and I saw him put it away. Maybe General Edward has been busy with official business recently, leaving him little time to read it!" Debra reassured me.
Yes, Edward's recent promotion must have brought him a wave of responsibilities and obligations, especially as he dealt with high-ranking officials in Kingburgh.
"Do you know that General Edward returned from the outer frontier with a woman? She is said to be different from the women in our country, possessing a striking beauty. And I heard she excels in singing and dancing, her voice surpassing even that of a nightingale."
"Yeah. The news is all over Kingburgh. There are whispers that it won't be long before General Edward will marry her!"
"Well then, what should Ms. Thompson do?"
I suddenly opened the door, catching the two maids, who were chatting animatedly, off guard. Startled, they scurried away without even greeting me.
"Debra, what they said is not true, right?" I asked, my eyes fixed on Debra expectantly, hoping to get the last glimmer of hope from her.