Chapter 3

Before the time travel, I had just had a complete falling out with my uncle.

To prevent me from marrying Lucas, he had tied me up and taken me to the mountains in the middle of the night.

"Open your eyes and look carefully! This is where he grew up! A gambling father, a selfish mother. You've been pampered and spoiled by me. Do you really think you can endure it?"

"I can! No matter how bad he is, he's still better than a coward like you!"

I shook off his hand and walked down the mountain on foot.

The next day, my wedding with Lucas went ahead as planned.

The socialite marrying a lowlife.

I became the laughingstock of the entire city.

But looking at the wedding dress I was wearing and Lucas's hand tightly holding mine, I still smiled sweetly.

It wasn't until I saw that scene earlier that I realized how naive I had been.

Uncle's gaze moved to my feet, his brow furrowing deeply.

It was then that I noticed my shoes had come off at some point.

I realized that the soles of my feet were raw and bloody.

I watched as he reached out to touch me, then pulled back.

Finally, he sighed:

"I'll have the housekeeper send the money over later. You should go now. There's no need to see someone you don't want to see just for money."

Seeing him about to leave, I quickly grabbed him:

"I don't want money. I want you to help me divorce Lucas!"

Although Uncle didn't understand what had happened, he nodded at me.

When I returned home, I saw a seductive-looking woman wearing my pajamas.

She was holding my husband, looking at me provocatively.

Before I could speak, Lucas questioned me first:

"Lily, why are you running around outside instead of cooking at home? Don't you know Zoe and I are starving?"

"Mom, my hand hurts." Emily ran to me, dropping the spatula.

I saw that her little hand was covered in blisters.

"Lucas, if you were hungry, couldn't you order takeout? Emily is only seven years old, how could you let her cook? She's not even as tall as the stove! You're her father! Are you even human?!"

Lucas strode over and slapped me hard.

With a loud "smack" —

I fell to the ground, completely defenseless.

"Who do you think you are to yell at me?"

Lucas's cold rebuke made me wonder if he was still the same boy who had blushed and asked me to marry him before the time travel.

Zoe stepped forward disdainfully, stepping on my hand.

"She's just a little girl. It's her honor to cook for me. After all, I'm carrying the Gray family's son!"

I looked behind her and saw a flash of reluctance on Lucas's face.

A moment later, he resumed his cold demeanor.

"As long as you obediently take care of Zoe and her child, and do your job as a housekeeper, I promise no one can threaten your position as Mrs. Gray!"

Beads of sweat formed on my forehead.

I forced a smile: "Of course, I'll take good care of Miss Parker!"

After saying this, I struggled to my feet and made a table full of dishes for them.

Lucas looked at the blackened mess on the plates.

His face darkened, and he directly stood up and flipped the table.

"Lily Johnson, what do you mean by this! Who do you expect to eat this stuff! Don't think you can pretend you can't cook to stop me from moving Zoe in! Let me tell you, even if you leave this house, Zoe is staying!"

My luggage was thrown out of the bedroom by Zoe.

At that moment, Uncle sent a message.

"Everything's taken care of."

I took Emily's hand, listening to Lucas and the woman flirting in the bedroom.

I smiled:

"Since you love each other so much, I'll give you my blessing!"