"Da…Damien," Marie cried out.
"What the hell have you done?" Damian asked Amanda as he slapped her with great force, making her fall on the broken cups.
Amanda looked at her blooded and burnt hands and legs. She wondered why she was being blamed and it wasn't her fault, she was even more miserable and injured than her.
"It..it wasn't me," she stammered as she said without looking up at the man afraid to face his wrath.
"How can you say that it isn't you? We all saw what you did," Damian shouted as he looked at the woman on the ground with disgust. He didn't care whether she was burnt or wounded as to him, she deserved it.
"What the hell is going on?" Old Mrs Scott asked as she got to the foot of the stairs she was descending.
She looked at her guests' faces. She saw Marie in her grandson's, Damien's, hands while Amanda the wife was seated on broken cups while staring down.
The old woman looked at Amanda for a while as if she was trying to see through her and feel her pain then turned her eyes to her grandson.
"I didn't expect that from you," she snapped angrily at Amanda as she hit the floor with her walking stick.
"Grandma, it wasn't me," Amanda said as tears escaped her eyes hoping that she would have at least someone believing her.
"How can you say it wasn't you and we have all seen that it was you? I am even ashamed to say that you are my granddaughter-in-law who I always brag about and feel proud of. How can you embarrass us like this when there are guests?" Old Mrs Scott asked as she beat her without caring where she was hitting. "Grandma, it wasn't me. I was just serving the coffee. I don't know how it happened," Amanda tried to explain as she got the courage to look up to the old woman who was standing gracefully in front of her.
"Just shut up. Why did you have to ruin my birthday party?" Old Mrs Scott yelled as she beat her with her cane more mercilessly.
Amanda could not believe that everyone was against her. She wondered what she did wrong to go through all this or why they hated her so much.
"If I knew you were this type of person, I wouldn't have allowed my grandson to marry you. You are nothing but a joke and shame in this house," Old Mrs Scott said.
At this point in time, she knew that even if she said anything, no one would believe her so she opted to stay quiet and listen to their harsh words and how they regret.
"Stand up and go get a brush to wipe your mess," Harriet said.
"Okay, ma'am," she said.
"Don't you dare call me ma'am. Who is your mother here? I never gave birth to you so I am not your mother," Harriet yelled at her.
She nodded her head before exhausting herself. She walked to the laundry room and took a brush and a bucket.
"Ma'am, you are hurt, you don't need to do that. We will take care of it," one of the maids said.
"Just shut up. If you really want to help her then you know what she should do. If she doesn't do what she has been told, she will be beaten and abused far worse than this," another said.
"She is right. Don't worry yourselves about me. I will be alright," Amanda told them as she walked past them.
She walked back to the living room. As Amanda walked back, she found that some guests had already left, making her sigh in frustration. She looked at her in-laws only to find them giving me disgusting and angry looks.
"Mom, what did you see in this poor wretch?" Harriet asked her mother-in-law.
"Please don't start. I am already regretting that. Now look, my birthday has been destroyed," The old woman said angrily as she hit the floor with her cane strongly.
"Grandma, please stop what you are doing. We all know that you don't have enough strength and I am afraid that something might happen to you," Amanda said worriedly as I stopped waiting on the floor.
"Don't cuss at me since I have now gotten to know that you don't care about me," the old woman said as she hit Amanda with her cane.
Looking at the scene happening in front of her, Marie was pleased that she had gotten rid of Amanda's strong supporter in the family. She knew that she had to get Damien back even after being away from him for a long time. Marie didn't expect that even after staying with a woman for four years in the same house and room, Damien didn't love Amanda at all. Marie was shocked and pleased at the same time since it was evident that she was the only one in Damien's heart.
She felt Damien shifting her gaze making Marie turn to her painful look as she looked up at his tall figure.
"Damien," she said softly with pain in her voice.
Hearing this, Damien frowned a little bit before his cold endeavor returned.
"Don't worry, I will take you to the hospital," he said softly as he picked her up.
When Amanda had Damien's soft voice, her heart clenched in pain since she was used to his cold and distant voice which he always used when talking to her. She knew immediately that even after being married to the man for four years, Damien still loved his childhood sweetheart and she, Amanda did not owe even a single place in his heart. As painful as it was, she didn't want to make a fool out of herself and always didn't want the other's to see it as she believed they would mock her nonstop for being unsuccessful in taming her husband.
"Damien, my grandson. Can you wait, I want to request something of you," Old Mrs Scott said as soon as she saw Damien leaving with Marie in his hands.
"What is it, Grandma?" Damien asked as he turned his gaze to his grandmother.
"I want you to divorce this woman today! Can you do that for me? I know that your grandfather and I are the ones who forced you to marry her but I now regret it. I never thought that she was that kind of woman. Since she has ruined my birthday, I can't tolerate her presence in this house anymore. Can you do that for me on my birthday? Can you give it to me as my birthday gift?" The old woman said, shocking everyone present.
They all knew how she was fond of Amanda. Some felt sympathy for her since they believed that she shouldn't be divorced just because she slipped and made a mistake while some were happy in their hearts because, to them, such a low-life woman shouldn't be married into a rich family.
Amanda was shocked that she even dropped everything she was holding. She never expected that of her grandmother-in-law since they were so close to each other. She was sad and at the same time angry, she wondered what she could do to turn the tables upside down but she couldn't come up with anything at the moment.
"Grandma, why..." She tried talking only to be given a cold glare which was enough to make her keep quiet since she knew that things would be uglier than it was if she continued talking.
"I am not your grandmother anymore, go to the cemetery and call your grandmother," the old woman said harshly.
Tears were threatening to escape but Amanda didn't want to show her weakness to the people present. All she hoped was that Damien would reject his grandmother's request but she doubted whether she would get what she hoped for.
Damien looked at her with disdain when the eyes met before he walked to the nearby couch and placed Marie there.
"Give me a few minutes, everyone," he said as he started walking upstairs.
Seeing this, Amanda turned around to follow him but was stopped with a slap making her lose her footing and stagger backward.