Revenge on My Husband's Family: Becoming the Queen of Vengeance

I was in the middle of a meeting at work when Jimmy's frantic call came through.

"Gwyneth, you have to come quickly, mom got hit by a car!"

My husband, Jimmy Helberg, sounded urgent, tears evident in his voice. His mother, Amanda Helberg, must have been seriously injured in the accident.

I immediately left my work and rushed to the hospital. Upon reaching the ward, I heard a commotion inside.

As I opened the door, the room fell silent, with four people staring at me in unison.

Amanda was lying pallid in the bed, looking surprisingly alert despite her condition.

Jimmy sat by her side while his sister Kristen Helberg and her boyfriend Hugh Bloom leaned against the foot of the bed.

Their reactions made it clear they were visibly agitated upon seeing me.

Kristen ran towards me. "Gwyneth, you're here. The doctor said mom has a compound fracture and needs surgery urgently. Let's go pay the fees right away."

Kristen began pulling me towards the door, but I was a bit perplexed, thinking, "Wasn't this about a car accident? What about the driver who caused it?"

I calmly interjected, "Did the driver flee the scene of the accident? Have you called the authorities?"

Amanda grew increasingly impatient upon hearing my question.

"I'm in excruciating pain, who cares about the driver fleeing? The doctor said I need surgery urgently, Gwyneth, hurry and make the payment."

Despite Amanda's urgency and apparent injury, I could discern a hint of unease on her face.

I approached her bed, gazing at her wan complexion, and whispered, "Mom, it's a crime for the driver to leave the scene. Surveillance cameras are everywhere now; they won't get away with it."

Amanda seemed flustered as I persisted in questioning the hit-and-run driver, frantically signaling Kristen. Kristen came over, insistently pulling me to pay the fees.

"Gwyneth, forget about the driver, mom's leg is crucial. We can't delay any longer."

Observing their secretive exchanges, I grew increasingly suspicious.

With no one willing to divulge the truth, I nodded affirmatively.

"If you won't tell me the whole story, then I'll take my leave. Sort this out yourselves."

Grabbing my bag, I was ready to exit. Hugh suddenly said, "Gwyneth, don't go. It was when we were picking up the car this morning, that we accidentally bumped into her..."

Before he could finish, Kristen rushed towards him, trying to cover his mouth.

As I saw Kristen's evasive behavior, a sinking feeling settled in my gut.

Feeling more perplexed, I asked Jimmy, "Jimmy, what really happened?"

Unable to keep up the charade, Jimmy hesitated before explaining, "You know Kristen is getting married soon, and Mom wanted to gift her a car as part of the dowry. They just bought it this morning, and Kristen accidentally knocked Mom down while test driving."

As Jimmy walked over to me, holding me, he added, "Kristen didn't mean it, she was just too excited."

I had a sudden realization. I thought to myself, "No wonder Kristen's been dodging. It turns out she was the one who hit her mom.

The unregistered car parked downstairs must be Kristen's.

But how could mom afford to buy her a car?"

Frowning, I soon figured it out. Jimmy and I had been married for five years, and Amanda had been living with us for the same period.

Despite her not working, I had been giving her a considerable allowance every month. Over the years, it was quite plausible that she could afford the sedan downstairs, priced at over 300 thousand dollars.

A cold smile crept onto my face as I connected the dots. I thought, "So, Amanda was taking money from me to buy Kristen a marriage gift?"

I was far from pleased, so I confronted them then and there.

"Mom, where did you get the money to buy Kristen the car?"