Soon after meeting Mark, Alexander stormed inside the luxury spa suite, it was the same one he thought Stephanie would love and had purchased a platinum suite of to gift on her birthday. Seeing the uncontrollable rage on his face, none of the staff members dared intervened in this
matter.
From behind the cracked in the spa door, vicious laughter erupted making him freeze “Steph are you sure this is alright? You had a good marriage opportunity-
“Good? Good for what? Because Alexander claimed to love me? Never in hundred years I would marry a broke man.” Stephanie sneered, her voice dripping venom. “I am not like Lavina….that stupid woman who pretended to be a saint and at the end lost everything.”
“Stephanie is right, she still has multiple marriage prospects.”
“Ofcourse, I have…. the Winslet family raised me since childhood but they are not connected by blood at all…if I secures the love of the young master of Winslet family, my so called ‘brother‘ with great future prospects, I will end up with a protective husband and the control of Winslet family.
Once I become the madam, I will throw out Lavina’s mother and father…these days they seem to have develop a deep affection for their biological daughter.”
Alexander’s soul felt like it was tearing apart, he could have never imagined even in his wildest dreams that Stephanie, his childhood sweetheart, the beloved princess who appeared so ‘innocent‘ was such a disgusting female.
Stephanie continued, sipping wine. “Not only that, the will Lavina’s grandfather left behind makes her have half of Winslet property, no matter how much I tried to please that old senile man, he always disliked me!
Once I am inside I will take everything from that bitch whom I have hated since the first day! The day everyone found out she was the real daughter, I burned that wretched countryside house hoping she would die in her sleep. But the little insect survived.
She stole my parents‘ affection, my brother’s attention!”
Alexander’s arm on the doorknob trembled, he barely kept his sanity after listening to Stephanie’s heinous deeds. From the very beginning she was the vicious monster who bullied and even tried to kill his wife…his Lavina.
Then came the final dagger.
She chuckled.
“I seduced Alexander because I could.
On the day of the auction, while Lavina was locked by me inside the cold storage freezing to death, Alexander was in my bed, tearing open that pitiful wedding dress… the one her dying grandmother stitched for Lavina…her last memory and I made sure Lavina knew every single detail of our dirty pleasures!”
Outside the door, Alexander stood frozen.
His chest rose and fell rapidly and the hallway looked hazy. He felt a deeper nauseous as rage
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simmered in his gut when he realized.
He hadn’t just failed me.
He had destroyed me completely.
Inside Stephanie smirked.
“It’s not my fault, Lavina has always been weak. Remember when I cut off her hair before her school performance? Or slipped glass in her ballet shoes? Or when I’accidentally‘ pushed her into the pond making her nearly drown?”
The others in the room exchanged uneasy glances, but Stephanie only seemed to grow more twisted.
“Oh, and the dog…how could I forget that lovely story” she added, laughing low. “God, she was terrified of dogs because they once bit her as a child. Used to cry and hide behind the couch if she even heard barking. So I begged my loving parents to adopt an injured pitbull from the shelter like a little angel…..”
She took a slow sip of her wine, her eyes glinting.
“While the dog was on the verge of death, I used Lavina’s scarf so she could take the scent and chase her. Once, it cornered her near the stairwell she was shaking so bad she almost fell and cracked her skull.]
Everyone thought it was just an accident. But I watched from the top step, just hoping she would fall.
It was so interesting when the dog died after falling from the stairs instead and it was surprsingly Lavina who buried her ‘enemy‘ finally.
Alexander’s eyes welled with hot, uncontrollable rage. A tear trailing down followed by others. “Even when she was hurt, Lavina was so kind.” He whispered, his voice trembling.
Suddenly, everything I had endured made brutal, shattering sense. The weight of my goodbye letter. The haunted way I looked at him in her final moments.
The image of my tear–streaked face came before his eyes, his eyes clenched shut. At that moment, the doorknob twisted with such force that it broke with a clank.
