A man’s former wife stole his new wife’s child and attempted to pass it off as hers to get him back, and she did. However, thanks to karma, when the truth came out, she not only lost her husband, she lost much more. Lizzie was going into shock. She had just been told that her parents were involved in a car crash on their way to pick her up from school. But she also knew the police could not be lying. She even surreptitiously checked around to see if there was a camera about which would make it all some sort of prank — the internet was rife with those.
But she knew. Something told her it had happened even though they could only get bits and pieces of them from the car wreckage. “What do I do now?” she thought. The girl was a beautiful 15-year-old girl with a strong will and hard-working spirit, but there was little she could accomplish without her parents’ support. She knew next to nothing about making money and had none to her name, so she put the house down for sale and moved in with a relative.
Her aunt Petunia was a robust woman with little love for her. The moment Lizzie moved in, the nasty woman let her know her place. “You’re nothing but a freeloader,” she had said. “Don’t expect to be treated as more.”
“Yes aunt Petunia,” Lizzie replied meekly. She knew she had to put up with the woman’s ill attitude since she was indeed a freeloader with no place to go. Lizzie was made to do everything from cleaning the windows to scrubbing the floors and tending the garden in their yard. During one of her sessions in the garden, Andrew, a wealthy man from the next house, saw her. Her beauty struck him, and over time, he made it a point of duty to watch her work diligently from behind his glass mansion.
She caught sight of him outdoors a couple of times and greeted him cheerily even though there were sleeping bags under her eyes. He wanted to ask why she looked so burnt out, but he knew — she had been working a lot. Yet she managed to finesse a smile for him, and he fell a little deeper in love with her. When she was 18, her aunt threw her outside with her luggage. Lizzie sat in front of the woman’s house for ages because she had nowhere to go. After some time, Andrew noticed her, and when he figured out what had happened, he walked up to her and invited her to work as his maid.
She initially hesitated because Andrew had a wife named Josie, and she had no idea how the woman would react to her presence, but Andrew assured her it would all be fine, so she agreed. He provided her with a room and good food — it was the first she had eaten in months. Days became weeks, and she kept up her work diligently. Andrew monitored her and found himself comparing her to his wife, who was hardly home and was always at a party. He had married her because his father, whose business had been ailing, forced him to. “It will save our company Andrew, you have to do it,” his father had said. “I don’t love her father, I don’t even know her,” Andrew tried to argue.