It dawned on me that in order to please him, I was unknowingly imitating Martha's dressing style.
“Can I go now?” I asked in a low voice.
He swept a disgusted glance at me. “Go change your clothes and come with me to meet Mom and Dad. What to say, you know well, right?”
I nodded in silence and walked straight to the bedroom. Just as I pushed the door open, my steps stopped violently.
My clothes were all cut into pieces. My wedding photo was also trampled and thrown on the bed. Martha followed behind me.
Her voice carried a deliberate apology. “I'm sorry, Serena. I just now had a sudden attack of bipolar disorder. When I came back to my senses, it was like this...”
I interrupted with a cold smile. “Martha, you can commit a crime anywhere! Why did it have to be in my bedroom?”
Her eyes immediately turned red. “It was Joseph who let me rest here, the other rooms were not cleaned.”
Joseph couldn't bear to see her suffer a little grievance. He directly threw the black card at my feet.
“It’s enough for you to buy the entire mall.”
In the past five years, the birthday gifts he gave me never exceeded three digits. He said that the Duckett Family was rich, but he wanted our relationship to be pure and untainted by money.
It was the first time I had the feeling of being in a wealthy family. I bent down to pick up the black card and smiled at him.
“Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Duckett.”
Joseph looked at me with contempt. “Serena, if I had known that I could get rid of you by spending money, why would I bother coaxing you? The daughter raised by the Berneux Family shouldn't look like this.”
I clutched the card with a death grip and broke the jar. I then smiled brightly.
“That's because you looked away, I'll do anything for money! I've been stalking you for two years and I didn't do it for money?”
The knot in his throat rolled and his chest rose and fell violently. “Disgusting!”
Joseph dragged Martha and slammed the door. They left me.
Martha asked him in disbelief, “Joseph, why are you with someone like Serena? She doesn't deserve you no matter her family history or character.”
Joseph was in a troubled mood. “It's not even my dad! He insisted on believing the words and prophecies of the old man from the Berneux Family. He says that the Duckett Family has a death curse and that he has to find someone with a pure destiny to resolve it.”
“What a coincidence that it was Serena?”
Martha asked suspiciously, “Could it be that the Berneux Family is doing the trick on our family?”
Joseph sneered, “There's no way, my dad is convinced. Otherwise, why would I agree with Serena? After chasing me for two years, she's average-looking and still spends all day making a fool of herself like a kid.”
“If it really worked, two years ago my brother and I wouldn't have gotten into a car accident, Martha.”
I leaned against the back of the door, my tears falling uncontrollably. I tried hard to wipe them away, but the more I wiped, the more they fell down.
I fell in love with Joseph at first sight. Just because he smiled at me at the school debate.
“Opposing debaters, please answer yes or no directly.”
He was handsome and well-built, with a noble temperament. But I answered him stupidly, “Opposing debater, yes, I like you.”
The whole room was in an uproar. Joseph, however, said with a sour face, “I don't like girls who are too proactive.”
From then on, I became the object of ridicule in the whole school, Joseph's licking dog.
His fortune wasn't calculated by my grandpa. My grandfather could read fortune-telling, but fortune-telling wasn't his domain. When I decided to give up on him, I asked the master to secretly look at our destiny.
The master frowned. “There is karma, but there is no share. If you stay with him, you can ensure his longevity, but your life will be miserable.”
I didn't hesitate to ask my grandfather to reveal this information when he was reading fortune telling for Joseph's father. I didn't realize that Joseph had instead decided that the Berneux Family had set up a trap to force him to give in. He tied his uneven hair into a bun, barely covering the traces of shaving.
