Tears Of A Wife novel Chapter 10

"Olive Ramirez is here!" I heard someone say. I shifted my gaze and roamed around the area. I suddenly felt more determined to leave the place, but unfortunately, my feet were glued in place. I felt ashamed, because what I thought was a pool party was actually a masquerade party.

"Welcome, Mrs. Ramirez! Good thing you came."

I stopped myself from thinking too much when I heard the president's voice. She was smiling at me while walking towards my direction. She was in a dark blue gown while holding a feathery mask on one of her hands.

I wanted to roll my eyes at her. I was just stopping myself from doing so because I don't want to cause a scandal. If it was their intention to humiliate me, then fine. But I won't let them have another chance to make it worse.

I smiled, a fake one. "Good evening, Mrs. President. Thank you for inviting me."

We kissed each other's cheeks before facing one another.

"Oh! Didn't I tell you that the party's theme was masquerade? Sorry, hija," she said and shook her head.

If she wasn't standing in front of me, I would've already rolled my eyes. It's very impossible that she forgot to inform me. I don't know what they're trying to do. The last time I checked, I didn't have any enemies in the whole village.

"It's fine," I answered.

"Suit yourself, hija. I'll just entertain the others. Mr. and Mrs. Austria is here," she informed.

I nodded. I watched her walk away and sighed after. I don't know where to sit. It's obvious that I don't belong to her.

All of them wore elegant gowns. There are some that wore a mask while the others were just holding it. The whole pool area has tables on the side and they're all occupied. While the front part of the pool had a table full of food and drinks. There's also a chocolate fountain.

I sighed and walked directly to the table. If I can't enjoy it, then I'll just drown myself in alcohol. It was a bit dim so I guess no one would recognize me.

I got a bottle of champagne and poured it into a wine glass, drinking it straight. I tasted its bitterness flow down my throat, but it had a sweet aftertaste. I poured another glass.

"It's obvious that you didn't prepare for the party."

I looked at my back and saw Alexandra Martinez. She's known as a famous cosmetic owner. She's one of the toughest enemies of my grandmother when it comes to business. She was wearing a very beautiful gown while holding an expensive-looking mask.