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Widow on the Doorstep: In‑Laws Want Me Out Chapter 12
I painted the walls a warm apricot, the shade I loved, and chose cotton-linen curtains with a simple leaf pattern. On the balcony, I placed a few low-maintenance green plants.One piece of furniture after another was added. It didn't need to be luxurious, just comfortable and exactly to my taste.The day I moved in was bright and sunny. When I carried the last box through the door of my new apartment and closed it behind me, the world seemed to fall silent.There were no prying eyes, no whispered jabs, and no suffocating schemes. All that remained was sunlight streaming through the room, the calm, and my own steady breathing.I poured myself a glass of water and sank into the sun-drenched couch, letting my gaze sweep across the space. There was no trace of Noah and no sign of the Campbells. The place was clean and new, marked by my personal touch and full of possibilities. Noah's accident had been a tragedy, a cruel blow that shattered my life. But from the wreckage and after
Widow on the Doorstep: In‑Laws Want Me Out Chapter 11
Day by day, the pressures of life and Matthew and Pamela's mutual resentment grew, until they finally boiled over. Roughly six months after I received the final payment for the house, I heard they had divorced.Pamela, with Holly in tow, slunk back to her distant hometown. Apparently, she barely had any decent luggage with her.Matthew, on the other hand, spiraled after the divorce. Without his wife's constant quarrels and the stability of home, he turned to drinking.One rainy night, he made his way to his night shift in a drunken state. Then, he slipped on a loading platform and shattered his right leg. Even after it healed, he might never walk the same. Naturally, he lost his job.Without an income and with medical bills piling up, I heard he could barely cover rent and had to move into a more run-down apartment farther from town. When I heard all that, I felt calm. There was neither satisfaction nor sympathy in me. After all, they reaped what they had sown. Their current
Widow on the Doorstep: In‑Laws Want Me Out Chapter 10
Once, I overheard a couple of coworkers whispering in the break room. One muttered, "I never would've guessed she was like that. She always seemed so respectable.""You never know what people are really like. Just look at how she destroyed her husband's family," another said under their breath. I walked in with my mug in hand, and they went silent at once, their faces flushing with embarrassment. I realized Pamela's outburst at the office had only been the beginning. If I didn't put a stop to it, it would never end, and my work and life would be in chaos.I didn't confront the people spreading the rumors. There was no point, after all. Instead, I contacted a lawyer.Gathering evidence was easy. The surveillance cameras outside my office caught every insult and all the slander Pamela had thrown my way.On top of that, several coworkers were willing to testify, and the police report from that day provided further confirmation. My lawyer told me Pamela's actions clearly constitu
Widow on the Doorstep: In‑Laws Want Me Out Chapter 9
My heart sank when I heard that. I gave my manager an apologetic nod and stepped out of the room. I hadn't even reached the first-floor lobby when a shrill wail rang out, drawing the attention of several employees. "Everyone, look at her! Tell me, how can a woman be this cruel?"Pamela sat on the floor, hair disheveled. She slapped her thighs as tears and snot streamed down her face. "My brother-in-law just died, and she's already fooling around with another man! "She threw our whole family out of the apartment! She doesn't even care that her mother-in-law is sick! She also occupied our family's apartment and sold it! She's trying to destroy us!"The moment she spotted me, she grew even more worked up. "Veronica Bennett! You heartless woman! Noah just died, and this is how you treat his brother and mother? Have you no conscience?"A few coworkers and some clients walking by whispered to one another, their eyes flicking between us. I walked up to Pamela and calmly told the se
Widow on the Doorstep: In‑Laws Want Me Out Chapter 8
After signing the contract and receiving the deposit from Robert, I never returned to that apartment. I found a hotel near my office that offered short-term rentals and moved all my important belongings and documents there. On the third afternoon, Pamela called, her voice breaking with panic and sobs. "Veronica Bennett! Y-You sold the apartment, didn't you?" she screamed. "A group of rough-looking men came today and claimed the apartment as theirs! They demanded we leave immediately! Was this your doing?"I leaned against the hotel window and watched the bustling traffic below. I replied lightly, "Yes. It's my apartment. So what if I want to sell it?""How can you be this cruel? You're trying to destroy our whole family!" Pamela wailed. "T-They've thrown all our things out! They said they'd get violent if we didn't move! "Veronica, you have to talk to them! Tell them this apartment isn't for sale! Hurry!""I already told the new owner to give you three days to move, but you
Widow on the Doorstep: In‑Laws Want Me Out Chapter 7
Matthew let out a sigh and kept playing the victim. "I know we were wrong before. We didn't think things through when we spoke or acted."For Mom's sake, and for Holly, could you give us a little more time? Once Mom gets better and we find a proper place, we'll move out. I swear!"Pamela quickly jumped in, "Yes, he's right. Vera, I was at fault. I'm sorry. Please, be the bigger person and don't hold it against us. We promise we won't bother you again. We'll just stay out of your way."I looked at the couple, shame written all over their faces. These were the same people who had been so aggressive before, changing the locks and trying to throw me out. The irony was hard to miss."No," I said, my tone leaving no room for negotiation. Pamela's expression darkened instantly. "You!"My gaze swept over them, and I continued calmly, "It's none of my concern how you live, but I'm not letting you stay here any longer. You have three days to move all your things out. "After that, I'll c
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