Previously, shortly after I was proposed to, I attended one of Ryan's family dinners.

At that time, Mrs. Cohen outwardly expressed her approval and affection for me, yet her words and actions revealed her disdain.

She would deliberately bring up topics about social status and family background, only to feign shock when I seemed unsettled.

Aware of my own inadequacies compared to Ryan, I tried to mask my discomfort with a polite smile.

But despite my efforts, I ended up being tasked with cleaning up the dishes, treated like a servant, and told grandiosely:

“Lia, we consider you part of the family, so you wouldn’t mind, would you?”

I could...