Semua Bab Widowed and Done With My In‑Laws: Bab 1 - Bab 10

After I was done giving instructions to Clifford, I lay in bed and finally slept soundly for the first time in 20-something years.When I opened my eyes again the next day, it was already noon.I groggily reached for my phone on the bedside table and realized that my phone was brimming with countless abusive text messages and unknown missed calls.While wondering who it could be playing such a prank on me, I went online and saw that the hashtag, "#evilDebbieEverett", was trending on social media. I clicked in and saw a snippet of Albert and Thelma tearfully accusing me of abuse on a television interview.Thelma wiped her tears away on-screen, and her withering hands trembled uncontrollably.Albert said, "We don't want anything from Debbie. We don't even expect her to pay for our medical treatment. We just want our home back."He then proceeded to cough so hard that he couldn't even straighten himself up anymore."Our son is dead. We have nowhere to go, and we're truly desperate

After politely refusing help from the police regarding my situation, I made my way home in a smug yet lighthearted mood, continuing to enjoy my blissful life without having to serve Albert or Thelma.I looked at my radiant self in the mirror and couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.In my past life, I was basically my in-laws' free caregiver. I attended to their every need, no matter day or night. I sacrificed my youth for this family. Eventually, I turned into a haggard, sickly woman.However, all I got in return for my devotion was betrayal and deception. They'd even kicked me out of the house when I was terminally ill with stomach cancer.Then, the bank statements showed up on my phone.Every month, Albert and Thelma would use their ongoing "illness" to demand astronomical sums of money for their "medical expenses". And to afford their medical expenses, I worked myself to the bone and even took on three jobs every day just to make ends meet.I could never bear to spend a s

The courtroom immediately erupted in chaos.Reporters surged forward like madmen, forcing the bailiffs to stop them and maintain order in the courtroom.Albert was ashen, while Thelma screamed hysterically at the top of her lungs."That's not real! It's fake! It's all fake! The soil in his grave hasn't even settled yet! How dare you slander him like this, Debbie?"However, her sophistry stopped abruptly as I played the recording I'd recorded on my phone."Mom, Dad, you don't have to worry about a thing on your end. Deborah is stupid enough to fall for moral blackmail."Once this all blows over, I'll bring home your new daughter-in-law to take care of you. I bet that the old hag would probably be dead by then."That was Matt's familiar voice playing loudly on the speaker.Soon, the recording ended, and the entire courtroom fell into a deathly silence.Suddenly, loud laughter exploded from the gallery.The livestreamers held their cameras high in the air, looking very satisfied

The next day, Matt returned home with Laura.However, I never expected that the first thing he'd do upon returning would be to sue me for illegally selling his house.In actuality, I had already received his lawyer's letter long before he'd arrived.The gold-embossed envelope contained the lawsuit regarding the property dispute, and his signature was on the last page of the document that still kind of smelled like the Rhucket Islands sea breeze.I recognized his signature all too well. After all, in my past life, he had forcefully torn through the paper when signing his initials on the divorce agreement."The defendant illegally sold marital property, and we demand the full recovery of the proceeds from the sale, in addition to an additional compensation of 500,000 dollars for emotional distress."As the judge adjusted his glasses, I noticed the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist.It seemed that he had managed to sell the rights to broadcast this trial live on TV for a really goo

The ward reeked of disinfectant and a hint of malice and hostility.Albert lay in bed. The ECG monitor was beeping steadily next to him while showing alarmingly high numbers for his blood pressure. Yet, his eyes were eerily clear and bright.Thelma was sitting next to him on the bed, holding a stack of documents in her hand with such a tight grip that her knuckles turned white. It looked like she was clutching them like they were her lifeline."Debbie, I was wrong…"She suddenly spoke in a soft, trembling voice. Her eyes instantly reddened as if she'd rehearsed it a thousand times before.She tried to hold my hand, but I avoided her. Yet, she didn't seem mad at that. She just lowered her head and wiped away her nonexistent tears before handing me the documents in her hand."I'm sorry for letting you down. I never should have hidden this medical report from you," she continued, sounding a little sorry for me.I looked at the documents and read the title.It was a mental illness