Suppressing the doubt in my heart, I said to Martha, "Mom, I still need to confirm with him just to avoid any misunderstandings."

As I took out my phone, I glanced at her from the corner of my eye.

Martha closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, looking impatient.

At the moment when I saw countless messages on my phone, my mind went blank.

And I was somewhat shocked.

Because of my last post, countless likes and comments filled my Instagram, leaving me at a loss.

[Oh my god! Girl, you've made a fortune!]

[Really? How much did you win?]

[You get rich now, huh? Why aren't you replying? Are you looking down on us now?]

[You must treat us to a feast, Loretta.] [Can you lend me some money to get by?]

Various messages and comments made me feel overwhelmed.

I realized that the post I made on Instagram yesterday had caused me some unnecessary trouble.

I quickly swiped to the chat interface with Maddox.

[Darling, I saw your post on Instagram. It's too showy. I'm coming back today. I'll decide how to use the money, okay? I didn't expect you to really win the first prize...]

[Back in the day when we were in school, you always had the best luck with scratch cards.]

Seeing Maddox's messages, I felt a bit speechless because I didn't expect him to believe it too. But this was somehow understandable. I told Maddox two days before that I bought a lottery ticket with my lucky numbers. I also told him I had a strong feeling that I would win this time.

But it was just a joke. I really didn't expect all of this to happen.

Word traveled fast. I guessed that Martha came for this too.

But this was really a big misunderstanding.

I started replying to those messages and comments, explaining that it was just a game, and that was not a real winning ticket.

But things seemed to be going out of control.

Some people didn't believe my explanation. They even thought I was deliberately hiding the fact that I won the lottery. Some even called me to ask about the details of my winning.

Being bothered, I immediately set up the Do Not Disturb mode.

My family group chat also got a lot of messages.

When I clicked into that chat interface, messages just kept popping up on my phone.

This group chat was filled with Martha's sisters and cousins. I was added to the group when I just got married. Except for that time, I didn't have much presence in this group. But now, it was like I was suddenly in the spotlight.

Martha: [We're really lucky! Have you all seen Loretta's Instagram? We brought luck to her! Thanks to our family, she won the lottery! It's a blessing!]

She also posted a screenshot in the family group chat, which caused a commotion.

Then, Martha began to give out money in the group chat. I also got some. But when I saw how much she had given out, I was furious. That was 10 thousand dollars, which was about the amount that I gave her at Christmas.

Maddox and I had to pay the mortgage and car loan, and we also had to give Martha some money to support her living every month. Thus, we usually lived frugally. But now, Martha didn't seem to be careful at all when spending money.

However, I knew that it was also my fault that I let Martha misunderstand, so I felt a little guilty.

Martha liked to show off, and that was part of her personality. She always talked about how good her son was and how lucky I was to marry her son.

Relatives were all complimenting Martha. But at the same time, they were also complaining about their own financial difficulties, saying that as a member of the Kuhn family, Martha should help them.

This really gave me a headache. Helplessly, I said to Martha on the sofa, "Mom, our company held a dinner party last night, and we had a game. That post was not real. I didn't win the lottery."

But Martha stared at me suspiciously and said, "Loretta, do you still see me as your family?" With that, she patted her chest with a frown, as if my words gave her a heartache.

Then, she continued, "I came all the way here to cook for you. But what did you do to me? If it weren't for our family's good luck, you wouldn't have won the lottery, okay? Or do you want to keep it all to yourself?"

Martha frowned and looked at me coldly, with dissatisfaction at me on her face.

I felt it was ridiculous.

Even if I really won the lottery, what made her think it was all thanks to her family? She had really overestimated herself and her family.

I responded coldly, "I have already clarified it. And you should also stop spreading rumors."

But I knew Martha would never listen to me.

She rested her feet on the coffee table and had a slightly annoyed expression on her face. It seemed that my clarification was insignificant to her, and she didn't want to listen anymore.

Feeling tired in my heart, I went back to my room, closed the door, and waited for Maddox to come back.

Later, when I saw my parents' text messages, I felt warm in my heart.

[Loretta, someone called to congratulate our family on winning something. What's going on? If there's any misunderstanding, you need to make it clear ASAP.]

Apart from that message, they also sent me other messages, showing their concern for me. I quickly made a phone call to my parents to explain the situation and asked them to help me clarify it. After that, I felt a little relieved.

At this moment, Maddox's voice sounded outside the room. As soon as I opened the door, Maddox hugged me warmly. His faint scent brought me a sense of security.

Maddox and I fell in love when we were in school. From campus to society, no matter what difficulties we encountered, we always fought together. We even overcame the challenges set by Martha together.

He was like the lubricant between me and Martha.

"Baby, you really gave me a surprise."

Maddox's surprised voice filled my ears, but I felt a bit embarrassed. I slightly pushed Maddox away and looked up at him.

He was wearing a simple white shirt with suit pants, looking fresh and young. His eyes were deep, and his smile carried a unique charm.

I apologized to him with regret. As I spoke, I didn't notice that the expression on his face suddenly froze.

"Honey, did you make a mistake? I remember the numbers of the lottery ticket you bought a few days ago. They were almost right, I think. So now... Where is the lottery ticket?" Maddox frowned with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

I didn't think much of it and thought that he believed me. So, I told him that I did win the lottery, but the prize was only a hundred dollars. The lottery ticket was now in my bag in the bedroom.

Martha suddenly raised her voice and chimed in sharply, "Maddox, your wife has benefited from our family and now wants to take all of our family's money. How could she do that?"

She stood with her hands on her hips, leaning forward, and shouted at me loudly, almost spitting her saliva on my face.

For the sake of Maddox, I didn't retort. Besides, I was indeed the cause of the misunderstanding this time. So, facing Martha's accusation, I chose to suppress my anger and remain silent.

However, in Maddox's eyes, my silence was an indication of my guilt.

Maddox didn't show any of his thoughts on his face. Instead, he began to comfort his mother as a peacemaker. He pulled Martha aside and said something to her. Then, she stopped mentioning this matter again.

But somehow, Maddox's attitude towards me changed a little bit after this.

Anyway, when I saw that Maddox had solved this matter properly for me, I felt relieved. Every time there was a conflict between Martha and me, Maddox would act as a peacemaker and fix things up. I thought that I should compensate him well this time.

Martha made a lot of dishes tonight, including the freshly stewed free-range chicken.

The stewed chicken smelled nice, giving me a good appetite. Although Martha was a bit picky, her cooking skills were indeed good. It was just that I rarely had the chance to try her cooking.

But it looked like Martha had only cooked half a chicken tonight.

Just as I was about to pick up a chicken leg, Martha reached out and interrupted me, and the chicken leg instantly fell back into the pot, splashing the soup everywhere on the table.

I instantly felt a little annoyed and aggrieved. "Mom, what are you doing?"

Martha averted her gaze and murmured, "You're an unlucky woman, so you don't deserve it. Anyway, Maddox works hard, so he should eat more. You don't need to eat that much."

Martha's words were like fine needles, gently pricking my heart. Although not fatal, it was still painful.

I asked, "Mom, how can you say something like that? I also have a job, and I work hard too. How can you only let your son eat and not let me eat?"

Martha immediately snapped, "You better know what's good for you. When I want to give you food, I'll give you; and when I don't want to, I won't. That's the rule. If you want to eat chicken, go buy it yourself."

At this time, Maddox quickly intervened in our argument.

His eyes were full of concern and anxiety, and his voice carried a hint of helplessness. "Mom, don't be angry. Let's talk things out. Loretta, I know you've been wronged. Just let me talk to Mom, okay?"

He tightly held my hand, as if telling me that he would always stand by my side.

Martha's words made me feel wronged. Although Maddox stopped her, he seemed somewhat absent-minded.

Feeling wronged, I naturally didn't notice Maddox's change...

After casually taking a few bites of food, I went back to my room, followed closely by Maddox. After entering the room, he held me in his arms and comforted me, telling me not to argue with Martha. Gradually, I calmed down a little.

I asked Maddox about the impact of his sudden return from a business trip and apologized to him.

But he said, "Baby, since we have so much money now, and you've already let almost everyone know about it, why don't we just start a family business? We have so many relatives, and we should help each other. We can't be selfish, right?"

Maddox's puzzled and blaming tone made me stunned.

I couldn't believe that the person closest to me also didn't believe me.

"You don't believe me?" My face instantly turned cold.

Even though Maddox said that he believed me, his perfunctory attitude made me feel very uncomfortable in my heart.

But at the same time, the exhaustion in his eyes made me feel sorry for him.