Chapter 75 (1/2)

Chapter 75

Amethyst was doubtless there would be a phase of trial and error. She’d gauged about a year for her plans to come to fruition. And then, when she wasn’t around, things would run smoothly without her influence.

She rested her hands on the table, her thoughts spinning themselves through her head. She had to get Alec to promise that he would never again neglect his people. He had an obligation to protect them.

She slumped to imitate Alec’s posture when he was in his own office.

She had always held dear the saying, ‘Those that do not work, deserve no food.’ And she had worked, so it was time for her food. It was time for her reward.

Then her thoughts turned to the time when she had taken a break from work to care for her newborn. Her life had changed then. The Americano coffee she used to buy from her favorite coffee shop had turned into instant coffee, which she stopped drinking anyway. Her chocolates and macarons changed to diapers and milk powders. Even though she didn’t have much money left to spend on herself, she still found it selfish and wasteful to indulge in her own pleasures. She saved everything she had, reminding herself that a good cup of coffee was a pack of diapers for a few days. She made sure her children only had the best, ate only the best food, spared no expense on them while neglecting her own happiness.

Whenever the money had run out, she’d felt awful asking her husband for more.

She was a mother; it was obligation to raise her children.

She a housewife; it was her responsibility to do the housework.

Even though raising a child and keeping a home was already a colossal task, she had lived in a society where being a housewife was seen as being free and jobless.

Or perhaps the ideas had come from watching her own mother while she’d been growing up, perhaps it had been the stereotypical mother roles portrayed in the dramas she’d watched on TV that she’d reinforced into her subconsciousness.

After she’d married, she’d been shaped to fit the moulds of mother and wife which was why she’d splurged on the luxuries in the mansion. But things were going to change.

Amethyst knew she wasn’t the perfect idea of what a Lady of the House should be, but she contented herself with the knowledge that she had done enough to deserve her reward.

“Well,” she said to herself, “my reward isn’t exactly grand. I am too humble with myself,” she tapped her fingers against the desk then stood.

She deserved her reward, she just had to go and fetch it.

*

“Give it to me.” Amethyst demanded as she barged into Alec’s office.

Alexcent sat up in his chair, then relaxed once he realized it was her, “What?”