I Hope You Will Never Regret

On Sunday morning, the Martins family, the Evans family, the Hayes family, and the King family bade farewell to His Goodness Resort Manager, Hazel Elvis, and Chef Ambrose, then they left His Goodness Resort.

Mrs King and Mrs Hayes were in the same car. Mrs Hayes smiled at Mrs King and said, “In-law, the Hayes family would like to visit the King family to bring betrothal gifts this coming Saturday before the children register their marriage. What do you think?”

Mrs King was over the moon and promised to come back to her. She wanted to discuss the matter with her husband and her daughter.

When they arrived at the Martins mansion, the Hayes family bade farewell to the Martins family and the King family then Clayton took them home. The Evans family took Pastor Basil home.

The atmosphere at the Martins mansion was lively. They were chatting and laughing. They were discussing Aunt Rose and Uncle Bruce’s marriage as well as Clayton and Hope’s engagement banquet. They had an amazing time.

Mr Martins called his Aunt and his Uncle-in-law to his study room. He smiled at them and said, “Uncle Bruce, you have served me well for a long time and I think it is time for you to move to your own house.”

Then he gave them a set of keys. The mansion was situated at Umhlanga Rocks. Uncle Bruce took the set of keys with both hands.

He smiled and replied, “Thank you, Mr Martins, from the bottom of our hearts. However, I will continue to be your butler as long as I live.”

Mr Martins was dumbfounded because Clayton said the same words. He vowed that he would be Mr Martins’ personal bodyguard as long as he lived. He indicated that, as a man, he should provide for his family.

Around 12 pm, the King family moved to their two-story mansion. It had four bedrooms; each bedroom was equipped with en-suite bathrooms and a walk-in closet.

The house was lavishly furnished. Also, it had a swimming pool and the garage that could house five cars.

At that moment, Mrs Martins, her niece, Lily, and the family driver were outside the gate of the Martins mansion. The family driver tried to open the gate using his remote, but it didn’t budge. He then decided to press the intercom.

Avery’s voice was heard, “Uncle Benny, I will open the gate for you, but you have to leave Lily outside the gate. She is not welcomed to the Martins mansion. Also, she is banned from His Glory Hotel and His Grace Hotel.”

Her mother was fuming with anger and replied, “Avery, open the gate, this is my house. I am your father’s wife.”

Avery laughed out loud and replied, “Tsk, Tsk. Do you deserve to be my father’s wife? Why don’t you go back to your precious niece’s house or stay at the B&B or at the Lodge?”

Lily cried sorrowfully and said, “Avery is treating me like this because I am an orphan.” Before her aunt said anything, the family driver replied, “This is karma.

When you embarrassed Miss Martins at your parents’ funeral service, did you forget that you would need her? She serves you right. Madam, where should I take you to?”

Mrs Martins was irritated. She took her phone and called her beloved son. When it was connected, she said, “Aiden, please open the gate.”

Aiden didn’t take his mother’s side and replied, “Sorry Mom, I support Avery 100% this time. Why don’t you go back to Richards Bay?”

Elizabeth was livid. Then she decided to call her husband and said, “August, please tell Avery to open the gate. She doesn’t have a right to lock me outside of my house.”

August was at his study room resting and replied, “I told Avery not to allow Lily in the Martins mansion. You are welcome to come back home, but not Lily.”

Elizabeth asked the family driver to take them to His Glory Hotel. She wanted to see who would stop her from getting a room. She walked to the foyer and asked for the Presidential suite.

The hotel manager approached her and said politely, “I am sorry, Mrs Martins, you are banned from this hotel. Please try another hotel.”

Mrs Martins was so angry and shouted, “This is my husband’s hotel, and you don’t have a right to deny me access.”

The hotel manager called security guards to escort Mrs Martins out of the hotel. The guests looked at her as if she was a lunatic. She felt humiliated and embarrassed. She vowed in her heart that she would avenge herself against Avery.

Then the family driver took them to His Grace Hotel. They received harsh treatment. As soon as she told the receptionist her name, she just ignored her. At that moment, Mr Taylor walked to the hotel.

He looked at Elizabeth coldly and asked, “What are you doing in my hotel, Elizabeth?”This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Elizabeth smiled and replied, “I want to book a room, but your staff members are not trained properly. I have been standing here for half an hour, but they are not helping me.”

Mr Taylor looked at her and said, “My staff members are following my instruction, Elizabeth. You are evil and heartless, and you don’t deserve my best friend, August.”

Elizabeth decided to beg and said, “John, I was wrong, please help me. Avery is refusing to give me access to my own home.” John waved at the security guards, who were standing nearby waiting for Mr Taylor’s instructions.

The security guards dragged her outside the hotel. She hurt her knees because she was struggling. Then she asked the family driver to take her to the nearest B&B. Unfortunately, it was fully booked.

Elizabeth asked the family driver to take them to other B&B in the area. However, all of them were fully booked.

It was clear to her that her husband had told everyone not to accommodate her. She was overwhelmed with resentment and embarrassment.

In the end, Mrs Martins told the family driver to take her back to the Martins residence. They were hungry and tired. The family driver pressed the intercom.

Avery walked to the small gate and opened it and said, “Uncle Benny, please come inside. You have nothing to do with the Parker family.”

Then she locked the gate and went back to the house with Uncle Benny in tow. Leaving her mother and her cousin fuming with rage, Elizabeth took her phone and dialed her husband’s number.