The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 139

It was still early, but the photo had completely chased away any sleepiness Penelope felt. She changed into her workout clothes, planning to go for a morning run. As she headed downstairs, she heard voices coming from the dining room.

“You say I’m embarrassing you, but who am I doing all this for? It’s for you!” Mrs. Winters’s voice was sharp as she placed a plate of breakfast in front of Rebecca.

Rebecca, still angry, pushed it away. “I’m not hungry.”

“You have to eat, even if you don’t have an appetite. Do it for the baby,” Mrs. Winters insisted, pushing the plate back. “That child is your leverage, your ticket to securing your place in the Sullivan family.”

“But how could you just use their credit card like that? And buy that?”

“If Penelope can use it, you can use it. And since I’m your mother, I can use it too! As for that red lingerie, I bought it for you!”

“For me?”

“I’ve only been here two days, but I can see what’s going on. The old Sullivans might be focused on the company project, but Zebulon has other things on his mind. He’s in love with Penelope, isn’t he?”

“…”

“Hmph. So, you might not have his heart, but you need to capture his body. Make him addicted to you, so he can’t leave you. With men, it doesn’t matter who they love. What matters is whose bed they want to be in.”

Rebecca sighed. “I know that, but Zebulon is my husband. Why should Penelope get to have his heart?”

“She’s also occupying your rightful place as Mrs. Sullivan. We need a plan to win back your husband’s heart and your title.”

Rebecca’s jaw tightened. “You’re right. I have to win him back.”

“And I’ll stay in Orenth to help you.”

“Okay!”

For a moment, the two women were filled with renewed determination, but it didn’t last long.

The salesclerks who had been all smiles during the purchase were now cold and dismissive.

“Are you sure you want to return this? We gave your mother a special discount, and we made it clear at the time that it was non-refundable.”

“There’s nothing wrong with these shoes. You need a valid reason for a return.”

“Perhaps you should have considered whether you could afford this before buying it. Frankly, if you can’t afford our products, you shouldn’t be in our store. You’re hurting our sales.”

“The tag has been cut off, and this has clearly been worn! Do you have no shame?”

They managed to return only a few items but received an earful of insults. Rebecca’s face grew darker with each rejection. As for the red lingerie, she couldn’t bring herself to even walk back into that store.

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