Gun Chatmanee had already predicted that her husband would one day divorce her and she would have to move out, she had already bought her own private villa in the outskirts of the capital city.
As soon as she finished packing her suitcases, she was seen wheeling them behind her as she left the Benz mansion having being satisfied by the results of her success.
The moving car arrived at her new home earlier than she did and this gave her an opportunity to rest as the Ananda movers company did what they had been paid to do.
"Thank you!" Gun Chatmanee said as she ushered the men out of her front yard.
The white pine and white oak trees dominated the forestry while a few gray birch trees that populated the remaining gaps.
In between the tree lines lay trimmed grass ranging in color, the long rough resembles a deep pine green while the low cut fairways protruded a lime green.
There was a gem-blue stream in the backyard of the villa.
It was seeping and dribbling as it swerved through the trees.
It jumped for joy over the timeworn rocks.
The fluttering butterflies drifted over it lazily.
The sound of water dripping from the statue's mouth at the center of a glistening white fountain.
The fountain was located at the roundabout of the front yard.
The heavy, electric, metallic gate showed that the villa was greatly protected from both inside and outside.
Each corner of the walls of the villa was beautifully carved, and the designs were made with complete care.
With the combination of sky blue and spotless white paint, it was looking like a palace from the fairyland.
Greeneries around the mansion was adding more beauty to it.
The romanesque at the doorstep cast it's shadow onto the tiled floor making the scenery magical.
The grille doors portrayed the high level of security in the villa.
There was white rectangular walls in front of the mansion which acted as a gateway to the frosted glass doors which led to a new place.
The door had a mesh of curved wire along it which made the pattern appealingly perfect to attract an onlookers's eye.
There was a round dining table with four white side chairs perfectly arranged around it. On top of the table, lay a vase with white carnations.
There was something special about the chandelier that hanged from above creating a floral atmosphere around the table.
There were wide windows which had two white curtains drawn aside, they showed every tiny detail about the garden behind them.
This made the dining table appear floral like.
When first entering the house, one noticed the spiral staircase which had a spiral chandelier hanged between it.
The dining table was just besides a wall from the door.
On the other side of the spiral staircase lay a gallery where family potraits and masterpieces were hanged on the greyish walls.
The hallway looked like a museum of art inside a mansion.
In the kitchen lay a marble island and a vase with white carnations on it.
Opposite the kitchen was the living room which had a white modern sofa with a glass table between the sofa and the wall which had a fireplace on it.
The kitchen had spotless white walls and a large window that let in large amounts of natural light from the sun.
There was also a ceramic island and white drawers that matched with the kitchen walls.
In the basement there was an area for playing pool and a swimming pool in the next section.
Gun Chatmanee sat on the comfortable intermission couch as she imagined of the beautiful and peaceful life she would live from now onwards.
She was building castles in the air.
Suddenly, the ringing of the doorbell brought her back to reality.