Freya was eager to start her new life as a newlywed when she moved into her husband George’s ancestral home. However, when Valerie, the housemaid, hinted at George’s hidden life, their marriage vows quickly began to unravel.
Just off the high of our wedding, I moved into George’s grand family home — a place that seemed lifted from a storybook with its towering ceilings, elegant arches, and gardens blooming with flowers. George had been keen on me settling in before we jetted off to our honeymoon in the South of France.
But not all was as idyllic as it appeared. From the start, Valerie, the maid, cast glances my way that seemed to shout, “You’re an outsider.” Despite the chill in her gaze, I was determined to make this my new home. Valerie would just have to accept that.
A few days after moving in, I decided to prepare a big breakfast for everyone in the house, including George’s younger siblings who still lived there.
While I bustled around the kitchen, Valerie watched my every move with sharp eyes as she cleaned around me. Her presence made me uneasy. When I went to grab my phone to look up a recipe, it was nowhere to be found.
“Have you seen my phone?” I asked Valerie, sure it had been right there on the table.
She simply shook her head without looking up.
“I’d get breakfast ready quickly if I were you,” she remarked coldly. “The family will be down soon.”
Heeding her advice, I focused on finishing the breakfast. After she left the kitchen, I found my phone on the seat she had just vacated. But it was the message on the screen that flipped my world upside down:
“Check your husband’s drawer. The top left one. Then RUN!”
Heart racing, I hurried to our bedroom, replaying the warning in my mind. Valerie had already tidied up our room by then.
With a heavy sense of foreboding, I opened the drawer. Inside, I discovered a bundle of letters bound with an old ribbon and an antique key. The letters were from George to someone named Elena.
Sitting on our bed, I read each letter, heart sinking further with every word of love and promises made to another woman.
The last letter was a farewell, dated just days before George proposed to me.
Curious about the key, I asked George’s sister Ivy about it. “It might go to the attic,” she suggested, noting it was George’s favorite hideaway.
In the attic, the truth was starkly displayed. The walls were adorned with photos of George and a woman—presumably Elena. Each image, a testament to their relationship.
Underneath one of the photos, an ultrasound image was pinned, marking another revelation—George and Elena were expecting a child.
How could he have kept this from me?
As I absorbed the magnitude of his betrayal, Valerie appeared in the doorway.
“You weren’t meant to find out like this,” she admitted softly.
“You knew?” I confronted her.
She nodded. “Elena is my sister. She thought you deserved to know. I placed those letters this morning.”
“And the baby?” My voice broke with the question.
Valerie leaned against the wall, explaining how George had fallen in love with Elena, a former maid, and how everything changed when they discovered the baby had Down syndrome. George couldn’t handle the implications.
Valerie and I then faced the family in the living room, revealing everything as George walked in.
“Is this true?” his father demanded, eyes locked on George.
George’s silence confirmed everything.
The fallout was swift. George was disinherited, his future resources redirected to support Elena and her child.
As for me, I was granted a swift divorce, and the family compensated me with assets originally intended for George.
I used some of those assets to start a foundation for children with disabilities, now managed by Valerie, with guidance from me and George’s mother, who had disowned him.
In my position, what would you have done?
Ex-Model On Addiction And Homeless Life: ‘I’m In A Lot Of Pain’
Fitness model who got homeless after becoming an addict Loni Willison is blaming her ex-husband, “Baywatch” actor Jeremy Jackson, for her mental health deterioration.
In an interview that X17 Online published on Friday, the 39-year-old Willison—who has been spotted looking through dumpsters in California throughout the years—was asked where her life went wrong.
“My former spouse. Getting hitched. I got divorced, at least,” she answered.”He arranged for this to happen to me.”
After less than two years of marriage, the couple suffered a painful breakup in 2014.
During an apparent drunken altercation, Jackson allegedly attempted to choke Willison. The Post reached out to Jackson for an answer.
Willison formerly modeled for magazines like Flavour, Iron Man, and Glam Fit. She disappeared from the public view for over four years, until 2018.
Instead of her beautifully bronzed physique and gorgeous blonde hair, Willison had become disheveled, had short hair, and had lost her top teeth when she resurfaced.
During the interview on Friday, Willison said that her stomach hurts “really bad” and that she is “in a lot of pain.”
She said that she “can’t live inside anywhere” and that she is no longer allowed to be near power because she was “electrocuted” every day for about a year.
I believe that in addition to sensing electricity, I also detect other substances such as wire, various metals, fuses, batteries, and specific compounds. Therefore, I believe that my body even filters that kind of stuff,” she said.
I wouldn’t know for sure; I’d need to use a sonogram machine or a large X-ray machine to find out. It’s fairly intense.
When asked whether she had asked the city of Los Angeles for help, Willison replied, “There’s nothing that anybody can offer me.” There is nothing we can do to help.
She claimed to have received offers of help but never made a request for it.
She acknowledged that she’s “not necessarily” satisfied with her life’s course, saying, “There are good parts and there are bad parts, but whatever.”
The interviewer also noticed that she had serious injuries on her fingers. When he suggested that she have them checked out, Willison comforted him, saying, “I’ll be fine.”
In a 2018 interview, Willison discussed her energy issues with the Daily Mail. She said at the time that she was “getting tortured in my home, my apartment” due to her crystal meth addiction.
The 42-year-old Jackson has been open about his own battles with alcohol, drug, and steroid addiction.
In order to serve time in prison for allegedly stabbing a woman in Los Angeles in 2015, Jackson accepted into a plea deal in 2017.
He was also kicked off “Celebrity Big Brother” in 2015 after it was alleged that he had stolen model Chloe Goodman’s robe.
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