The Millionaire Came Home Early and Found His Wife Living in the Servants’ Room—Then He Discovered What She Was Waiting For
I wanted to buy groceries without feeling ashamed.”
Nobody spoke.
Then Lydia rose, crossed the room, and took Mariana’s hand.
“You should have called me.”
Mariana didn’t pull away.
“I thought everyone had already decided which version to believe.”
Aunt Lydia’s eyes filled.
“I’m sorry.”