A Housewife's Vengeance

Synopsis

To continue his deceased brother's lineage, my husband, Edward Sinclair, married his sister-in-law Joanna Sinclair. From then on, the Sinclair Manor had two ladies. I lived in the Sycamore House, while Joanna resided in the Peony House. Edward would stay with me on the fifteenth day of each month and with Joanna on the first day. Then came that winter, when my newborn son, Leo, and Joanna's son, Asher, both fell ill with a contagious epidemic. The physician said there was only one dose of the antidote, only enough to save just one child. Edward stood in the center of the courtyard, snow blanketing his shoulders as he remained silent throughout the night. At dawn, he took the life-saving medicine and walked towards the Peony House. With his back to me, his voice hoarse yet resolute, he said, "Asher is my brother's only descendant. I can't let anything happen to him." Leo grew colder in my arms, his little body gradually losing warmth. I didn't cry, nor did I beg Edward. Three days later, Leo was laid to rest. Edward did not show up. He sent a chest instead, filled to the brim with pearls. His trusted steward said to me, "Lord Edward wishes you to grieve with restraint. These are for your compensation."