The echo of suitcase wheels sliding across the polished marble startled Elena. She bent lower, scrubbing the floor until every streak disappeared. Behind her, the sharp, grating voice of Madame Dubois, her mother-in-law, tore through the air:
“Elena, are you cleaning or daydreaming?
Move faster!”
The grand Parisian villa was drenched in the scent of luxury perfumes – Chanel, Dior, Hermès but around Elena, only the sting of disinfectant lingered. Once the top student in her economics program at the University of Lyon, the pride of her small village, she now looked more like a servant than the mistress of the house she’d once dreamed would be hers.
A Fairy Tale That Turned to Dust
Three years earlier, Elena had believed in fairy tales.
That was when she met Antoine Dubois, heir to the Dubois Group – an empire in luxury exports. Charming, chivalrous, the kind of man who sent roses from Amsterdam and whispered, “I’ll take care of you for life.”
But after the wedding, her world cracked. Antoine was spineless, entirely ruled by his imperious mother.
Madame Dubois despised Elena, calling her “that provincial girl who tricked my son with her sob stories.”
An Empty Mansion
When the family prepared for a three-week trip to Monaco, Elena was the one who handled every detail—pressing suits, arranging luggage, polishing marble. When the Bentley finally rolled down the driveway, only she and Monsieur Henri Dubois, her father-in-law who had been “paralyzed” for ten years, remained. The silence in the mansion was almost sacred.
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