Chapter 2 - The perfect housewife

Irene Miller went about her daily routine with practiced efficiency, the picture of a typical suburban housewife.

With her gentle smile and warm demeanor, she effortlessly navigated the demands of home and family.

Yet, beneath her composed exterior lurked a secret that she guarded with utmost care.

Born into wealth and privilege as the heiress to a billionaire empire, Irene had chosen to leave her extravagant lifestyle behind in pursuit of a simpler existence.

But the echoes of her past lingered, haunting her every move.

As she prepared breakfast for her husband and his family, Irene couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her insides. Her past was a tightly sealed vault, its contents known only to her.

But as the morning sun cast long shadows across the kitchen floor, she couldn't help but wonder how much longer she could keep her true identity hidden.

As she sipped her coffee, Irene couldn't help but feel a sense of restlessness stirring within her. Though she had escaped the gilded cage of her upbringing, she knew that her past would always be a part of her.

And as she gazed out the window at the bustling city below, she couldn't shake the feeling that her carefully constructed world was on the verge of unraveling.

Hiding her identity was very suffocating for Irene. Especially with her mother imlaw's constant torments, abuse, hatred and insults towards her.

Nevertheless, Irene had promised herself to never let that woman hurt her again.