Rejected Billionaire Wife

The brownies were getting burnt! I could not just speak directly of course. But I had to do something. "Um, Savanah, they're getting burnt." I said to her in a gentle tone. She looked at me like I was something from the trash can, those big eyes bulged open. Who are you to tell me what to do?” she snapped. “You fool.” My hands curled into my apron. “I just thought–" “Why don’t you do it then?” she scoffed, already turning back to her phone. It was the anniversary of Hans Carter’s death. The late head of the family. Three years gone, yet still worshipped like a saint. Every year, the Carters gathered, and every year, Jaxon and I hosted. Which meant I worked. They celebrated. “I’ll switch it off,” I said quietly, moving past her. She rolled her eyes and walked out just as Jaxon entered the kitchen in just that same moment. “What’s her problem now?” he asked. I glanced at him. He barely looked like the man I married. Time had settled into him heavily, his stomach rounding slightly, his face always set in irritation. “The brownies were burning,” I explained, pulling the tray from the oven. “We might still be able to eat them, despite it being all burnt.” He snorted. “So she was on her phone again? And this is the person who claims she wants to be a chef. Why didn’t you stay and watch her?” “Your mother sent me on an errand,” I said, emphasizing each word. “To the store thirty minutes away.” “Fine,” he muttered. “Let’s go. Everyone’s waiting.” He walked out before I could ask for help carrying the dishes. I exhaled slowly and began moving what I could. The maids eventually came in to assist. “Thank you,” I said, forcing a smile. “Have you seen Caleb?” My son should have been nearby. He usually was. The maid shook her head. “No, ma’am.” My stomach tightened. It just dawned on me that I hadn't seen him a while now. We arranged the whole table but the celebration had already started without me anyway. Rosie, one of Jaxon's rude cousins, shouted out loud. "Camila? I almost took you for one of the maids! Except, the maids' uniforms are so much more sexy compared to what you're wearing." It gave life to a loud laughter from everyone. It was then I realized I'd not changed my outfit yet and was still in my jeans and shirt. "Oh, sorry you mistook me for someone else, Rose. I've been busy all day with none of you assisting me, but then, I better go change." I ended it with a smile. They hated when I talked back. "No need to be rude." Whispered Blake, Savannah and Jaxon's brother. I decided to just let it slide as I turned to leave, but stopped again to ask. "Savanah, Jaxon, have you seen Caleb?" My mother in law, Aubrey, was the one to speak. "Have we seen your son? How can you be so careless to have lost him in the first place?" "It's not that I've lost--" "Are you speaking back to my mother!" Blake demanded. He looked nothing like the Carter with his own short blonde hair while they all had long brown hair. He wasn't tall like Jaxon and Savannah were too. Even Aubrey and her late husband, Hans. And he had the most rotten personality of all. "Of course not." I managed to say. "I'll leave you then." As I was about to turn to leave, Rose commented. "This brownie is as ugly as you, maybe you're just a bit prettier though." Everyone began making their own comments as soon as Rose started. "Yes, so true. I was about to talk about it too!" Said Melissa, Aubrey's sister. "Even me too." Remarked Jones, another cousin. "Same here!" Said Thomas, another uncle. "Wow. You must be such a terrible cook..married to this family for fifteen years and you still don't know how to cook?" Scoffed Blake. "I know right? I wonder how my poor boy does in her care. She feeds him poison like this and there's no way his health will be fine!" Aubrey inserted. "I didn't make that." I said bluntly. They all looked at me with suspicion. "If you didn't, then who did?" Asked Rose. By this time, Savannah was already hiding her head to the table. "Yea who would make such a horrible browny like this huh?" Blake frowned."She's just lying..if you pin it on any of the maids--" "--it was of course Savanah." I cut him off and said. Neither of them believed me at first, but then we all knew how easily distracted Savannah could be when she was supposed to be doing something important. "I-I didn't!" Savannah said. She actually had the nerve to talk! "What do you mean you didn't? You were the one making the brownie--" "Why will you lie like this! This is getting out of hand, you know!" She barked at me. Immediately, I turned to Jaxon, my precious husband to defend me. "Jaxon, you know she's lying right?" Blake and literally everyone else were waiting to hear from Jaxon. Finally, he said, "Camila, can you just stop lying now? It's not funny." My heart seized right in my chest. "W-what?" What had I expected? My husband would never defend me. Never! We'd grown so much apart that...it kills me! "Jaxon, how can you--" "Ma'am, I've found Caleb!" A maid came in to say as a matter of urgency.