Beautiful Mother In Law Novels & Stories

Now it's just me going it solo, God help me! As we pull into the gated community, my in-laws call their part-time residence, I take another deep cleansing breath, hoping this night goes off without a hitch. “Come here, let me take a look at you! My lord, I think you have become even more beautiful than the last time I saw you and my goodness, you have to stop losing weight. You are withering away.” Margeaux my mother-in-law exclaims. “Oh back off her Marge, I think she looks marvelous. Why if I weren’t married and twenty years younger...” Clyde my father-in-law teases.

I jumped on her and hugged her with my naked body. Her disgust was evident, especially when my healthy chest touched her flat-as-a-board chest. "M-madam, wait. I don't…" "I already talked about this with Winston, and he told me that Mother also agreed." "Mother? Who…" "Mother Wynnzen! She is really nice. I am fortunate to have a kind mother-in-law. The other day, she also told me that we can have tea together whenever I am bored! Ah, right. How about I ask her today?"

She suddenly smiled, her current situation was like a bird in a cage. The old woman's body has improved a lot, and she is resting in bed. Aunt Ellen was a little startled, smiled, and whispered: "Hey, she still hasn't woken up just now." Ellen Laura carefully looked at the old woman. She was wearing a green coat dress, with a faint elongation pattern looming over the satin surface. The old woman closed her eyes, the corners of her mouth drooped slightly, her majesty and grace refined over the years. She is the mother of the commander-in-chief of the Victor army and must be taken very seriously, no wonder she always said a word in the villa, even the sixth wife did not dare to violate her.

she says in a gentle but firm way. Walking straight towards Wendy, who is the best lunch lady in the world. So beautiful and elegant even for her old age. Long blonde hair is always in a perfect bun. Gorgeous light blue eyes that sing with gentleness especially when she smiles. She is always well dressed and happy. Her smile, so soft and warm. She is what I would imagine a mother to look like. Her voice is soothing and calming. Her hands are smooth and soft to the touch. Just what I imagine a mother to sound and feel like. She was the anatomy of a mother I could only dream of having.

her mum answered. Why is she taking so long, does she think we will wait for her for eternity! I'm sure she's just in there, applying makeup and stuff. "Here she comes." a woman I haven't seen before whispered to me. I looked at her wearily. "Finally she's here. I just want to get this over and done with." I muttered. "Wow! My daughter in law is looking so charming" mum complimented and some other women started talking about how beautiful she was, how lucky I was to have her and bla bla bla...

My mother voiced and I felt a sharp sting all the way in my chest. There was a thin film of tears over her eyes now so she turned away and blinked so many times to hold back the threatening flow. She didn’t want crying to sneak into our conversation. She turned back to look at me through the mirror. “I don’t want to be a monster to her anymore. She’s a beautiful soul and I want to appreciate that beauty by being a good friend and subject to her. It’s sad how I’ve lost the opportunity of being her mother-in-law.” She muttered sadly and my mind lingered on the last part of her utterance before I circled to face her.

My hands still wrapped around my wife’s waist as she snuggled closer. “Dear daughter in law, thank you once again. I’m blessed to have you as my daughter in-law, blessed to know till the end of my days you’re my son’s better half and your mother to raise the heir and descendants of this family. Thank you sweet darling, I love you a lot.” “Thank you Mum Tricia, no better mother than having you as my mother in law. I am equally blessed to have you as my mother in law in love.” Angel replied, hugging my mom as they teared up for a little while.

"You're right, he has no reason not to do it again. I was just trying to cheer myself up. As you can see, I'm boring, I'm old, and no longer attractive. I—" "You're so beautiful, Mrs. Meiyer!" "What are you—" "You're the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, even without a lick of makeup on your face, you look stunning." ***

Her carefully saved money for her child's education was stolen by Damion. When she confronted him, his response was venomous. "You dumb woman. If someone like you can save this much, you've got more stashed away. Hand it over!" His mother chimed in, ever the supportive voice. "Must be money your lover gave you, huh?" Swallowing her pride, Subject Three kept her composure. "I'm a perfect wife. I'm a perfect wife. I need to be virtuous. I can't lose my temper." Then Subject Three's mother-in-law had a stroke and became bedridden.

she says with a kind smile. I am guessing that what she means is that I am the only one who has put up with his pride and selfishness the longest period of time. I deserve a reward, because being his wife has cost me everything. He hired me to act like his happy, loving wife so I cannot complain to his mother now. I forge a smile. "I am glad to be accepted," I say with a shrug of my shoulders as I am unsure of how to act. "You should meet the others. We were all waiting," my mother-in-law gestures at us to follow her inside and we go. The spacious, beautifully furnished parlor has a grand staircase leading upward better than the one I had imagined. The people are not here though.