"Darryl, dump away our foot wash."
Three women sat on the sofa, having just had their feet soaked and washed. From afar, these three beauties exuded an air of seduction and class, each with their unique charm. Among these three women, was Darryl's wife and her two best friends. 4
Upon his wife's behest, Darryl dumped the bowls of dirty water away subserviently. He dared not utter a single complaint; after all, he was the family's live-in son-in-law. Even after three years of marriage, he had no place in the family. His wife and mother-in-law would berate him for the slightest mistakes. Even a mutt would have a higher standing in the family than he did. 3
Darryl and Lily Lyndon were husband and wife for three years, but only in name, for they have not consummated their marriage. He has not even felt the touch of her hand! Every night Darryl slept on the floor because of how heartily Lily despised him.
Washing, cooking, cleaning the rooms, every single household chore was Darryl’s duty. Once, he accidentally broke a bowl while cooking and was berated by Lily for half an hour.
There was also a night when Darryl had to use the bathroom and unintentionally woke Lily up, and she slapped him hard on the face without any hesitation.
That was the first time in his life that Darryl got hit. Since young, his parents could not even bear to lay a single finger on him! He was angry, yet he had to keep his fury to himself. All he could do was apologize profusely to Lily. In the end, he was punished to kneel the entire night.
It has been three years now, and Darryl had gotten used to this lifestyle. Who else did he have but himself to blame for becoming a live-in son-in-law? Worse still, having lived day in day out with Lily for three years, Darryl found himself unwittingly in love with her, even though he knew full well that she despised him and treated him like trash!
Darryl was initially the second eldest son of the Darby clan, known as the largest clan in the Jiangnan region. Three years ago, he had used eight million bucks in cash to purchase an eight percent share in a company called Southeast Petroleum.
During that time, hundreds of members of the Darby clan had scolded Darryl. Some called him mad; some even accused him of harboring bad intentions, wanting to siphon the family fortune for himself.
Ultimately the clan agreed in unison to disown Darryl, including his parents, and erased them from the clan records!
During these three years, Darryl felt the volatility of relationships. Old and dear friends were constantly looking for ways to avoid him. He had no choice but to resort to becoming a live-in son-in-law for the sake of his livelihood. He has never mentioned this matter to a single soul, not even to Lily.
"My dear Lily, you’ve certainly trained your husband well," said Jade, one of Lily's best friends.
Lily let out a cold chuckle. "Are you talking about Darryl? The mere sight of him disgusts me. Other women marry into affluent families. Meanwhile, it's just my luck to be stuck with a piece of trash like him. Look at how uncouth he is. Just one look is enough to tell you that he's a peasant from the countryside.
Bringing him to the Lyndon clan's annual gathering tomorrow would be an embarrassment."
Jade could not help but sneak a glance at Darryl. Indeed, all he had on were bargained goods, looking absolutely shabby. Jade laughed. "Alright, Lily, enough about him. On a more serious note, I heard that there have been some issues with your company lately?”
Lily nodded solemnly. "Last month, we lost millions trying to start up a fashion business. Now the company is short on funds and is in dire need of five million dollars. We've got to find an investor within a week to finance our company."
"My dear Lily, who's willing to fork out five million in a week to finance you?" sighed Jade.
Lily did not reply, instead, she noticed that Darryl, who had completed his task, was eavesdropping on their conversation. She shot him a sharp stare and said coldly, "Darryl, who said you could be here? Get lost and have my clothes washed."
"Wash my jeans too. They're in my luggage," chimed in Jade as well.
Darryl dared not complain and proceeded to place their clothes into the washing machine along with his. Tomorrow was his high school reunion, and he had to put a little effort into looking presentable at the very least. As he was thinking about the reunion, his thought was interrupted by the buzzing of his cellphone. He checked his cellphone and saw that he had received a text message from a number ending with six eights. His eyebrows furrowed upon seeing the number, 'Isn't this the Darby clan's number?' he thought.
Darryl opened the message in curiosity and was shocked by reading it. i
'Oh, our second young master, please help our clan. The Darby clan is in dire need of funds, and we really need your financial support!'
'Preposterous!' Darryl furrowed his eyebrows and thought to himself. 'Just three years ago, I was banished by the clan, and now with nothing to my name and 20 bucks in my pocket, they want my financial support? What use am I to them?'
Darryl’s thoughts were once again interrupted by the buzzing of his cellphone. It was another message.
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