Lahat ng Kabanata ng MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW : Kabanata 141 - Kabanata 150

I knocked on the door a second time. I was expecting my mother to answer the door, her stern expression greeting me, perhaps with a disapproving comment about why I was here so early on her doorstep. But no one came.Maybe she wasn’t home. Maybe this was a mistake altogether. I shouldn’t have come here. The thought suddenly appeared in my head as doubt crept in. I didn’t even know why I was here in the first place. If she did answer, how would I react? Would I stammer? Would she shout? God, I wasn’t in the mood for a shouting match, not today.I sighed and turned around, deciding it was best to leave before I regretted knocking at all. But as my foot hit the first step down, the door creaked open behind me.I froze and turned back. But instead of my mother, I was greeted by a man—a shirtless man.He was young, not quite my age but not far from it, probably a bit older. He stood in the doorway, wearing nothing but a pair of boxers. His hair was tousled, the kind of messy that suggeste

I blinked at her, stunned by her words. “Get rid of him?” I repeated, my voice filled with disbelief. “What do you mean? Like, kill him? Like in the mafia? You think this is a movie?”I forced a laugh,“Call off the engagement,” she said, her voice Brooking no argument. “Call off the wedding. I want you to break up with him, Nina. End it. Now.”Her words landed like a slap across my face. I stared at her, trying to process the sheer absurdity of what she was saying.Then I thought about how she had begun this order,“Mom,” I said slowly filled with both anger and disbelief, “are you threatening me?”She met my gaze without flinching. “I don’t know how you want to take it,” she replied, her tone icy. “I’m not threatening you. I’m just telling you the truth. Nina, the life you’re building with Emerson is an embarrassment. It’s a disgrace to your father’s memory. He was Emerson’s friend, for God’s sake. They were the same age. He is older than me. Me!”She wasn’t done.“And let’s not eve

My mother didn’t back down. "I kind of thought you were marrying him for the money too, but even after you married him, there was no money there to see, and I don’t think there was ever any love between you two. Did you really ever love him?"I was fighting to hold myself together, what the hell was she even saying? "I loved him, Mom, okay?" I snapped back. "I loved him. I loved Eric. He was my whole world. I was working hard for him in everything. I worked hard at home. I worked hard at work. I did his work for him. I worked hard to get pregnant, and I never was….. I…..““ And that was such a blessing." My mother interrupted with a smile.I paused, my throat tightening. "It was such a blessing because when your sister started seeing him, she was happy. Eric was happy. They got pregnant even without trying so hard, the way you were doing with injections and all those tests and the therapies. They just got pregnant naturally, when they weren’t even looking to have a baby. They were

I walked up the stairs slowly, and deliberately, giving her time to catch up to me. And she did. Fast. I guess she still got it.Just as my foot hovered over the third step, her hand grabbed my wrist and yanked me back.I spun to face her, glaring at her."What?" I snapped."Do not go up those stairs." Her voice was low, "Get out of my house."I scoffed. "This is my home."Her lips curled. "Well, I just denounced you as my daughter a few minutes ago. Or did you forget?"I felt something in me crack, but I didn’t let her see it."So, since you have chosen everything over your family," she continued, "I am denouncing you as my daughter. From now on, you no longer have a mother. So get the hell out of my house."I crossed my arms. "I’m going into my old room. There are things I left that I want to take with me.""Since you left? When was the last time you were even in this house?" she demanded. "Ever since you got married to Eric, you never came here.""Of course, I did," I argued. "I ca

EmmersonI come home at six in the evening, quite early for my usual time. I wanted to be back earlier, but today has been a long, exhausting day at work. Whenever I wanted to pop out One thing after another kept piling up, and to top it all off, Eric tried to pull some stunt—thinking he could take control of the Flagler project just because Mina didn’t come in to work today. I had to set him straight, but the situation left me more irritated than I already was. My conversations with Eric nowadays always had him throwing a tantrum like a three-year-old child. I literally had to take a painkiller after our talk.And then there’s Mina.I don’t understand her. I’m trying to, but I don’t. She locked me out last night. She chose to sleep in the guest room, closing the door on me, and shutting me out completely. And then, this morning, she left without a word. I had no idea where she went, and that didn’t sit right with me.When I found out she was gone, I cursed myself for not thinking ah