Chapter 55 Could It Be...You?

“Huh?” Zayn was demoralized.

“What do you mean ‘Huh’? You can tell when it’s time to eat, but you can’t tell when it’s time to be home early? Take a look at the time—it’s thirty minutes past nine! Do you actually expect us to wait for you to come home? Who do you think you are? You’re just a freeloader who stuffs his face and slacks around like a fat, lazy pig!” His mother-in-law, Ruby, always had a way with her words. Her incessant nagging could go on for hours with varying levels of insults. He could never bring himself to talk back to her either.

Faye was on her last straw, so she quickly piped up, “I stored some leftovers in the fridge. You can heat the food up yourself. Give it a break, Mom. You can stop yelling at him.”

Ruby rolled her eyes before trying to justify herself. “What’s wrong with giving him an earful? He deserves it more than anyone else in this house! He’s been unemployed for four years, and he just bums around all day doing absolutely nothing. This man has no