Substitute Marriage: Reborn As The Top Big-Shot - Chapter 476:
Chapter 476: 169: Run! Hurry up and run! (Second update)
Rachel stared at her brother-in-law and stood there dumbfounded, unable to react.
Surprisingly, it was Sid Winslet, who got up and greeted Rachel with a smile, “Younger sister.”
Sid was sixty-eight this year, his face showing the traces of the passing years.
He was thirteen years older than his father-in-law, Luckwell.
After his wife passed away, leaving no children behind, Sid came out of the coal mines and spent most of his life accumulating a huge fortune that he used to marry his wife.
Marrying her was more like buying.
Thirteen years ago, it would cost an ordinary family 10,000-20,000 yuan to marry a daughter-in-law, but Sid spent almost 100,000 yuan on Dolores Frieman.
If it wasn’t for this, Luckwell wouldn’t be willing to marry his daughter to him.
Just like the present Rachel.
Seeing that Rachel didn’t speak for a long time, Beatrice Black reminded her aloud, “Call him brother-in-law.”
Upon hearing Beatrice’s voice, Rachel finally came back to her senses, looked at her older brother-in-law with his graying hair, and reluctantly said, “Older, older brother-in-law.”
Sid continued, “Younger sister, congratulations. Your mom tells me you even got into college!”
The Swantz sisters were all very beautiful.
Dazzling.
Back then, Dolores Frieman was just as fresh and beautiful as Rachel is now.
With this thought in mind, Sid swallowed hard.
Dolores cast a sidelong glance at him, twisted Sid’s ear without a care, and cursed, “You dirty old man, can’t control your eyes when you see a young girl!”
After that, Dolores looked at Rachel, sizing her up and down, and then said sarcastically, “Dressing like that on purpose to seduce men, huh? You shameless, degenerate creature!”
Rachel furrowed her brow slightly. She was wearing a light blue dress today, and there was nothing inappropriate about it. Why was it considered degenerate in Dolores’ eyes?
Beatrice immediately glared at Dolores, “You shut up! She’s your sister!”
Dolores snorted coldly, “I don’t have such a disgraceful sister! Mom, why on earth did you bring her back? Dressed like a demon, she’s just asking to be laughed at when she goes out!”
Maybe in her youth, Dolores had also yearned for a life outside.
But life had long since ground down her edges, and now she was nothing more than a shrewd, rural woman.
Dolores looked at Rachel, growing more and more resentful. She and Rachel were sisters, not much difference in age, but at this moment the contrast between them was like night and day.
Rachel wore delicate makeup, a pretty little skirt, and even had an enchanting perfume scent on her.
And her?
She worked day in and day out under the sun, her skin tanned beyond belief, her eyes showing wrinkles that didn’t fit her age, her hair dry and straw-like. Because of her hard labor, her hands had grown rougher than a man’s.
Then there was Rachel, with her delicate, fair hands like snow.
Dolores continued, “They say you got into college, who knows what you’ve been up to on the sly! You’re a disgrace to the Swantz Family! If I were you, I’d find a tall building to jump off and die, unable to show my face when I come back! Slut!”
This kind of person was simply baffling.
Rachel never expected that their first encounter as sisters would invite such a torrent of abuse from Dolores.
This was something she had never experienced before.
Rachel couldn’t stand being vilified and insulted like this by someone else, not even if that person was her own sister.
“Watch your mouth!” Rachel said, frowning.
Dolores looked at Rachel, “If you want my mouth to be clean, you shouldn’t be doing such disgraceful things! You played the whore and now you want to play the saint, I spit on you!”
Rachel trembled with anger.
At this point, Luckwell walked over, raised his hand, and slapped Dolores squarely on her face.
“I’m telling you to shut up!”
The heavy slap made Dolores’ face swell.
Dolores covered her face, looking at Luckwell in disbelief, “Dad! You hit me! For a girl who just came back, you actually hit me! All these years, I’ve devoted myself to this family, never spending on food or clothes, working like an old ox, doing the hardest work, eating the worst food, all to leave the best for you and the children! But you! You actually treat me like this!”
Thinking of her years of toil and sacrifice, Dolores burst into tears.Back then, she worked like a horse, but they never treated her like a person.
Dolores Frieman sat on the ground as the situation escalated, crying and cursing, vividly enacting a rural woman’s quarrel, “This wild girl has just returned for a few days, and you’re all protecting her! I’ve sacrificed so much for this family, who cared for me? She can go to college and wear perfume, and what about me? Am I only fit to marry a widowed old man?”
“Oh my God! Why is my life so bitter?”
“People die every day in this world, why can’t Yama, King of Hell, take me away?”
This sight frightened two children under the age of ten.
They walked to Dolores’s side, one on the left and the other on the right, hugged Dolores, and cried with her, “Mom! Mom!”
Dolores squatted down and held onto her children, crying out, “My poor children!”
“Stop embarrassing yourself!” Sid Winslet felt like he couldn’t keep his head up, pulling Dolores from the ground to stand up, “Get up! Get up!”
Beatrice Black furrowed her brow, suppressing her anger, “Sid, take her away at once.”
They had originally planned for the family to have a peaceful meal to celebrate. Who could have expected Dolores to suddenly go crazy?
This nutcase!
Beatrice Black wished she could strangle Dolores with her own hands.
By now, Dolores stood up and pushed Sid Winslet away, “Embarrassing? You’re ashamed of me, right? Tell me, you fell for this little demon, didn’t you? You shameless old man! I’ll fight you today!”
“Mom! Mom!”
The two children clung to Dolores’s legs.
At this moment, Dolores’s clothes were disheveled, her hair undone, her face tear-streaked, and she rambled like a madwoman, making outrageous entanglements.
In front of his new young aunt, Rachel Barton, Sid Winslet felt his dignity as a man being rubbed in the dirt. He rushed to grab Dolores by the hair in anger, “You stinky woman! Go back with me! Wait till I get you home, I’ll beat you to death!”
Rachel was about to say something when Dolores roared, “Hit me! Just kill me! Once you do, you can go find that little demon! Shameless! Both of you, shameless!”
At the end of her words, Dolores turned to Rachel, her face distorted and full of hatred, “Little demon! You won’t end well! You shameless…”
Before she finished her sentence, Beatrice approached and gagged her mouth with a cloth, then looked at Sid Winslet, “Take her away quickly!”
“Yes, mom.”
Rachel stood in place, her brows slightly furrowed.
At this moment, Beatrice approached, sighed, and said, “Girl, I’m sorry you had to witness that. Are you wondering why your eldest sister acted like that?”
“Yes.”
Because this was her first meeting with Dolores, and she had such strong hostility towards her.
Beatrice continued, “Actually, your eldest sister has not been mentally well since she was young. When she has an episode, she becomes like this, talking nonsense and acting out. As you saw today, your brother-in-law is much older than her, even older than your father. She is our daughter, if she weren’t ill, we wouldn’t have married her off to a man like that…”
Rachel nodded, realizing the reason.
So it’s true that pitiful people often provoke hatred.
Beatrice took Rachel’s hand, “Let’s go and eat. Don’t let this incident affect your mood.”
Rachel followed her mother back to the dining table.
The next morning, Gregory Diet and Beatrice Black went to the Mayhew family to discuss the dowry and wedding arrangements.
Rachel walked alone in the village.
Actually, everyone knew the real intention of the Swantz family in bringing Rachel back. They looked at her with sympathy.
It’s a pity for such a pretty girl.
Ultimately, this was a family matter for the Swantz family, and it wasn’t their place to meddle.
Rachel frowned slightly, unable to understand the looks from these people.
But she felt that as soon as she walked away, there would be people pointing and whispering behind her back.
Rachel sighed and kept walking. Just as she came to a corner, her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone.
“What’s the matter?” Rachel was startled and saw that it was Dolores.
Rachel furrowed her brow slightly, worried that this mentally unstable elder sister was out to hit her.
Dolores lowered her voice, took out a handkerchief-wrapped item from her pocket, and whispered, “Listen, your parents are no good. They want to marry you to Zachary Mayhew. You have a long life ahead of you. Run! Run fast! Run far away and never come back!”
