A Despised Son In Law Novels & Stories

I asked. “I want Massimo to realize that no one’s going to love him he doesn't deserve to be loved.” “W-What?” She stood up. “No one’s going to love him because he’s a demon, and an ungrateful son. I want him to live miserably, I want him to realize how much he needs us in his life.” “I’m sorry but I don’t understand ma’am”. What type of son chooses to leave his family behind , Massimo choose not to help his father's business and build his own an ungrateful son like him doesn't deserve any kind of peace or love

"Don't think like that. That ungrateful kid only cares about his own future. Why would he care about family? Earlier today, his professor even called me, saying he had to go back and confirm some application. He's clearly trying to run. You're this sick, and he still wants to go to school like nothing's wrong! Why doesn't he just drop dead?" Dylan watched them fly into a rage, his eyes filling with tears as he hurried over and hugged them. "Mom, Dad, don't say that about him. Even when he told me a few days ago to give up treatment and leave all the money to him, he just wanted a better life for himself." That set them off completely. My father slammed his fist against the wall. "What?! He a

This can't be happening. "What do you want?" I asked, my voice shaking. Lucas's expression shifted. The smugness turned into something darker, something predatory. He looked me up and down, his gaze heavy with a lust that felt entirely different from Silas's. Silas was passion; Lucas was power. "I'm tired of being the invisible son in this house," Lucas said, his voice dropping. He stepped closer, the smell of mint and something metallic clinging to him. "I think it's time we had our own little arrangement."

Besides, he hated her and said that he didn't want to see her face. This man was a devil. Even after raping her, he still despised her. He was a total bastard. Therefore, even if the man was her son's father, she didn't want him to show up. She hoped that people would forget about her son's behavior as soon as possible, and that no man who claimed to be his father would appear in the future.

, before I could complete my mom said, " I know Neil! I know yesterday your dad announced your marriage with young Ms. Goenka. And I know you are not exactly happy about it but just try and understand the situation. Her father is very close to our respected Queen and if you become his son in law you know how much better it will be for your Dad at work, don't you? Please Neil. We have done everything we could do for you. Now it's your turn, Son. ", saying so she left smiling. Smiling Empathically.

“You continue to disappoint me. Is this your idea of revenge? Waltz back home with some C-list actress and get back at your father. It is pathetic.” “I think what is pathetic is how you do not listen. If the words I speak are not what you want to hear, you don’t hear me at all. I couldn’t care less what you think about me, Dad. I have nothing to lose or gain. I might be at this table, having dinner with you three and pretending like we are alright. But the second this night ends, we are back to square one. I am still just a Walter by name. I am still your disappointment and I can honestly tell you that I am content with constantly letting you down. So it just strikes me as weird when the son

Beside her, Vivian's mother Linda accepted a crystal champagne flute from a bow-tied server. "This spectacle should prove entertaining, if nothing else," she remarked dryly before taking a delicate sip. Vivian let out a derisive laugh. "Please. My hapless ex-husband was always useless with numbers and business. I'll be shocked if he lasts an hour before embarrassing himself and his family." In the adjacent box, Tristan's surly cousins Brady and Blaine claimed their seats and immediately began passing a discreet silver flask back and forth. "I still can't believe the old man is letting that twerp wager the family company's money," Brady grumbled, face already reddening from the liquor. "It's

“I’m also doing this so that you don’t get into debt over and over again.” “You don’t have to think about me and my parents’ debts.” Marcel emphasized. “Isn’t this why you asked me to be your son-in-law?” Herman clapped his hands together, not expecting Marcel to be so bold as to speak to him. However, Marcel didn’t care if Herman thought of him as an insolent son-in-law. According to Marcel, it was time for him to show the Delvino family what kind of quality he had. To Be Continued—

"But you're with a man like this! You replaced my son with a lousy man like him?" I rolled my eyes in disgust, son and mothers are no different. They are equally troublesome. "You think too highly of your son." I responded casually, then laughed. "Your son is a loser, no better than anything else. You think he's great, but to me, and probably to most people, he's just a despicable human being who doesn't know how to respect and love others. He just wants to take advantage of others." I knew her. I knew what kind of character Jaxon was and who she was talking about.

"What demeaning things do you think I've done? You despise me so much that you couldn't take into consideration that I could produce 300,000‽" "I didn't despise you! But the fact is that you couldn't collect that huge amount of money in a legal way," Betina retorted. "You should have come to us, how could you do something that would ruin your name? If you want to demean yourself, fine, but think of your son, Dylan, that poor boy now has a prostitute for a mother. I take that back, I despise her, but only as a woman."