All Chapters of MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

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Don't Be Mad At Me

I stood there, waiting. My heart was pounding as I listened to the sounds of him behind me, every small movement.Then I heard it—his swallow.It was subtle and I almost missed it but I heard it, it made me smile knowing I was irresistible to him. Then, in a gruff voice, he spoke words I didn’t catch and I held my breath, waiting for his next move.I could feel him standing behind me. My entire body went on high alert, and my senses heightened. The warmth radiating from him made me lean back ever so slightly towards him.I thought he was going to close the space between us, kiss me hard and probably throw me on the bed. I was envisioning a quicky before we went to dinner.But then, just as suddenly, he stepped back. It felt like being pulled out of a dream.I turned my head, my lips parting in confusion, but he was already walking out of the room, leaving me standing there.I took a deep breath, steadying myself before finishing the final touches of my look. My makeup was flawless, I

Last Updated : 2025-01-05

He Did Not Just Say That

We had just finished our brief exchange of smiles when we made our way toward the front door. Suddenly, Madeline appeared out of nowhere, her face bright."Are you leaving?" she asked, her eyes scanning me before lingering on Emerson.Her gaze swept over Emmerson in a way that seemed more contemplative than casual. I supposed she was merely admiring the polished look he carried so effortlessly—a sight most were unaccustomed to seeing him share."You both look very good," she added with a small, appreciative smile."Yes," Emerson replied, his voice polite. "I’m taking Mina to dinner.""Oh, that’s so romantic," she said, her tone light, though there was a hint of something more to it. "I wish you would have told me. I already cooked dinner for you."Emerson’s expression remained unchanged. "It’s fine, Madeline. You can have dinner without us. I assumed Tom would’ve already informed you that we wouldn’t be dining in."She frowned briefly before she covered it with a small nod. "I don’t

Last Updated : 2025-01-05

The Wink

The disbelief, I didn’t know how to move or what to say. I could do nothing but sit there, trapped between the past and the present that had just sliced me openIt was like he was saying that what Rita and Eric had done to me had been a good thing. That he thought what Rita and Eric did was actually a good thing. That this child they were having was some kind of fortune, a blessing in disguise because it was going to keep Eric grounded.And as he spoke, I realized—he wasn’t thinking about me. I wasn’t even in the equation. I wasn't in his mind then, he was only thinking about his son.In his mind, maybe Eric cheating, maybe Eric getting my sister pregnant while he was married to me, was ultimately for the best. Even if he wasn’t celebrating it outright, some part of him, deep down, was happy that it had happened.After all, I couldn't get pregnant. I couldn't ground him.I stared at Emerson. I could feel my pulse pounding in my ears, drowning out the noise of the restaurant. I couldn’

Last Updated : 2025-01-06

Something Funny

I felt the heat crawl up my neck as Trey’s eyes lingered on me longer than they should have. My cheeks flushed and I tried to wipe the smile on my face.Emerson cleared his throat sharply. I turned to him, and the look on his face made it obvious—he wasn’t amused by what was going on. He narrowed his eyes at Trey. But I was too angry with him for his earlier words to think anything wrong had happened here, so I looked away.Tina, oblivious to the tension at the table, leaned forward with a friendly smile. “So, Mina, are you back at work?” Her voice was warm and inviting, but there was curiosity there too.I shifted in my seat as I answered her. Emerson had told her I had quit. “Yes, I’m back,” I answered simply.“Why did you quit?” She hesitated. “I hope I’m not being too personal. It’s just…when we worked together, you were always so driven, so smart. I admired how focused you were. Hearing you left surprised me.”I forced a smile, brushing my fingers against the edge of the table.

Last Updated : 2025-01-06

Spot On

"Please take your seat, Eric," Emerson tells him, his voice calm but edged.Eric, still chuckling, ignores him.As the waitress approaches, Eric grins like a child who’s just thought of the perfect prank. He turns to her and asks, "Hey, beautiful. Now I need your help with something and all you have to do is look and tell me the truth. Your honest opinion. Who do you think these people are?" Eric says as he gestures towards the four of us The waitress blinks at him, startled, her eyes shifting nervously. “Excuse me? I don't understand what you mean”“Come on. Honestly,” he says, gesturing broadly at our table. “Who do you think we all are? Who are they to each other, how are they connected to each other?”Her gaze darts between us. She is nervous and anyone can tell she doesn't want to be on the spot. “I...I don’t know.”Eric presses on. He’s never been one to back down from anything once he’s started.“Come on, take a guess. I’m serious. It’s just for fun. We are just playing a l

Last Updated : 2025-01-07

The Wrong Sister

“That was business,” Tina said, a smirk playing on her lips. “And this dinner? This is for family.” Eric’s grin grew wider with Tina's words, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Yeah, you could have been my godmother, you know.” His tone suggested a joke that only he found amusing, and he chuckled to himself. Tina smiled, but a flicker of curiosity lingered. “ I think I know everybody at the table,” she said, her eyes sweeping across us. “Although, I just don’t know one person here.” She gestured toward Rita with a genuine brightness in her voice. “Is this your wife, Eric? Mina’s younger sister?” Eric sat up straighter, his chest puffing slightly like he had just been handed the mic at a grand event. “Yes, Tina,” he announced, “allow me to introduce you to my beautiful, pregnant, loving wife.” I rolled my eyes so hard I felt like they might pop out of my skull. Why does he keep reminding us that his wife is pregnant? I thought. We can see it. But I kept my mouth shut and wat

Last Updated : 2025-01-07

A Dinner Conversation

I narrowed my eyes at Eric, wanting to ask what he meant, but I didn’t. I restrained myself. Every nerve in my body was screaming for an explanation, demanding answers, but I kept my mouth shut. I glanced at Tina. It seemed she hadn’t been ready for the answer she got either, but she wasn’t about to let it go."Huh, what do you mean by that?" Tina asked, her tone light but I could tell she was very interested. "I’m sorry if I’m prying. I just love a story that has a happy ending, don’t you?"Eric smiled like he had been waiting for someone to ask him this forever. "You’re absolutely right, Tina" he began, leaning forward. "I met Mina because her father and my father were close friends. We spent a lot of vacations together, and weekends at each other’s houses. We practically grew up around each other. And since Mina was closer in age to me than Rita, I never really saw Rita in that way. She was just a kid then."He paused, before continuing."When Mina and I started dating. We hit it

Last Updated : 2025-01-08

Cravings

After Eric’s statement, the entire table seems to be still, as if someone pressed pause. Trey is frozen. Tina sits as if she’s turned to stone. I glance over at Emerson. His face remains neutral, but he’s grinding his teeth in the way he does when he’s holding back. So, Eric must have said something wrong.If I’m not overthinking it—and I might be—I’m almost certain Tina’s husband is dead. Trey’s father. This would make Eric’s comment about fathers taking wives not just tasteless but also cruel.Rita shifts uncomfortably next to Eric, clearly aware of the misstep. Her eyes flick toward the others, her expression pleading for him to stop. “I am not your wife.“ I snapped.Thank God for the waitress, who arrives just then with Eric and Rita’s drinks and hands us menus.No one speaks. No one even looks at each other. It’s as if we’ve all retreated into our own minds, each of us wrestling with our own thoughts. And for once, ever since Eric arrived, he’s silent. Maybe he knows what he’s d

Last Updated : 2025-01-08

Out Of Proportion

"Stay out of this," Eric tells me, glaring as if his eyes alone could shove me back.I raise an eyebrow, the silent challenge clear in my expression. What? What are you gonna do?I feel Emerson’s hand on my arm. I can’t tell if he’s trying to calm me down or if he simply wants me to stop talking for the sake of keeping peace. Either way, it doesn’t work. Not when it comes to Eric."Okay, just… what is she having?" Tina asks. "Maybe she’s not allowed to eat the food." She says trying to keep the peace."That’s not what he said," I shoot back."Mina, you’re not the one who’s pregnant," Eric snaps. "You’re not my wife. Stay out of this, It doesn't concern you."I press my lips together, holding back the words burning on my tongue. My eyes stay locked on his.Tina shifts her attention to Rita. “What seems to be the problem?”I think Tina knows. It’s no secret that Eric and I share a certain… tension. Maybe she’s hoping to diffuse it by getting straight to the point.Rita looks at me, th

Last Updated : 2025-01-09

Happy For Us

I am frozen in place.It feels like I’m the scapegoat, like this whole exchange isn’t really about me but somehow it is, and Trey—whatever he’s actually curious about—probably isn’t interested in any of the words coming out of my mouth. Maybe this is a game between him and his mother, or maybe it’s truly about me. I can’t tell.My heart races and I can feel Trey’s eyes still on me as if waiting for an answer.But no, his gaze shifts. He’s watching his mother now, something underneath his gaze there—anger? Maybe it is. Maybe this is more about her than anything else, but that’s just a guess, I don't know.And then, abruptly, Tina stands.Her chair scrapes back against the floor. Her wine glass topples over. Red liquid pools across the white tablecloth. She snatches the glass, upright again in her hand, but it’s too late to stop the stain from spreading. She doesn’t try to clean it away.“Excuse me,” she says, her voice tight.Without waiting for acknowledgement, she walks away from the

Last Updated : 2025-01-10

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