No gent-sur-Marne.2nd August, 20XX.
All my dreams have ended in smoke. My husband,Mr.Gaston,has fooled both of us, me and the landlady of the Villa. It is too much. There's a limit to everything. Mr. Gaston's main concern is money. He knows it that I wanted to buy the Villa not only for ourselves but also for my parents. The cunning Mr. Gaston went on finding faults with the villa only not to buy it. Then suddenly comes the change. I was surprised how he got ready to buy the villa in two hundred thousand. He had rejected just a while ago. He was not ready to pay more than sixty thousand. I was overjoyed when he finally made the deal. I thought that the villa had been bought for us and my parents. Little did I know that Mr. Gaston was befooling all, myself,Juliette and Mrs. Al Smith. He had earned a neat one hundred thousand francs in the bargain. But I have lost both---The Villa and My Husband's confidence.