The next morning , I woke up smelling like a damn perfume store . New clothes laid out - some designer dress that probably cost more than I used to make in a year . I put the damn thing on , and it felt like wearing a costume that wasn't even close to being me . Downstairs , this old guy was at a dining table the size of a small country . Expensive suit , playing with some gold coin thing , radiating " I own your ass " energy . Had to be the big boss - Jake's grandfather . Jake and Sophia were eating while my son sat next to her , letting her cut his pancakes . Perfect little family . I looked like the psycho ex crashing breakfast . " Sit . " Old man barely looked up . I sat next to Jake . Some servant brought me fancy coffee and croissants and shit I'd only seen in movies . Somehow , it made me think of back home - stale cereal if I was lucky . " Clara , say hello to Grandpa , " Jake said . I looked at the old man . My mouth opened but nothing came out . " No fucking manners . " He slammed his fork down . " Jake , this is what you picked ? Trailer park trash who can't even pretend to have class . " Jake's face went red : " Grandpa , she just needs- " " Needs what ? A miracle ? " Old man's eyes were like ice . " You're an Ashford now , girl . Act like it or get out . I won't have this family embarrassed by some hillbilly cunt . " Sophia jumped in at the perfect moment , voice sweet as fucking sugar : " Grandpa , don't get yourself all worked up . Clara just walked in the door - cut her some slack , you know ? Jake's got good taste . If he picked her , she's gotta have something going for her ." Sounded like she had my back , but the bitch was totally setting me up . And it worked . Grandfather's face went from pissed to fucking livid . " Something going for her ? All I see is trailer trash who can't even fake having manners . " Carson mumbled : "She made Dad really mad yesterday . " Sophia patted his back : " Carson , don't say things like that , honey , " But she smirked at me . 13:18 Hell Yeah , Forget the Other Woman , My Smart House Was Cheating On Me ! 8.7 % This cunt wanted my husband and my son . Question was : if she was already playing house , why bring me back ? I drank my coffee . Bitter as hell , but it cleared my head . That's when it hit me . Losing my shit wasn't gonna help me one damn bit here . Time to get smart . After that shitshow breakfast , Jake left for work . Before leaving , he pulled me aside : " Clara , just ... go along with Grandpa for now , okay ? Eventually we'll run this place . " " We ? " I stared at him . " You actually mean both of us ? " He looked confused . " Well , yeah . You're my wife . Mrs. Ashford . " Right . Like that meant shit . After he left , Sophia took Carson to the garden . I watched from upstairs - they were so fucking happy . My son holding her hand , laughing at something she said . Seeing that just fucking killed me . I couldn't watch anymore , so I went back to my room . Time to figure out how this place really worked- Margaret was polite but I could see her judging every move I made . Other staff acted like well - trained soldiers . And Grandfather controlled everything - he was the real power . But there were cracks - Jake's , Ryan Ashford . At dinner , he'd make these little comments , always smiling like it was just jokes . I started playing along . Wore the fancy clothes , learned which fork was which , smiled when I wanted to scream . I became quiet and sweet - like a perfect little doll . Jake was eating this shit up . Thought I'd finally gotten with the program , you know ? Like I was cool with this whole setup now . What he didn't know was that in my mind , this asshole wasn't my husband anymore . That guy was dead to me . But my kid ? The baby I busted my ass to bring into this world ? Fuck that . Nobody was taking him from me . 13:18 Hell Yeah , Forget the Other Woman , My Smart House Was Cheating On Me ! 9.19 % Chapter 4 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!