Becoming My Ex's Mother In Law Novels & Stories

Even if you do not feel a fucking thing for me , what’s the right thing to do , you dare open your disgusting mouth to say trash to me , we have been fucking the same man for years and you said nothing to me , you disgraceful bitch “ I got to where she was and stood right in front of her with a smirk on my face . I could see the anger she held in her eyes at this moment , but neither was I mixed by either of this . “ you know what dear ex best friend , be mindful of how you talk to your mother in law, you might not know this , but my husband don’t joke with ne , in just a snap if a finger , i could turn him against your husband , he could lose it all and you know that “ Tiana moved a few ste

Not only would I get even with Rhett, I’d be devouring Roman in his own games, beating my father’s expectation and securing my position as the Nightwind Heiress. But what would people say? To hell with whatever people say. I didn't care anymore. I killed the questions immediately, as they started to take root in my head. There might be no dignity in marrying my ex-mate’s father, but there was also no dignity in my ex-mate cheating on me with my brother. Without Zane, my life would be a losing battle, and I might as well kiss everything goodbye. His offer is the only thing that secures my future, and all I needed to do was sign some papers and bear a child.

I was mid-bite when my mum set down her wine glass and tilted her head at me, her eyes shining with something suspiciously close to mischief. “So,” she said casually, though I wasn’t fooled for a second. “What about Alaric?” I blinked. “What about him?” Her grin only widened. “Are you two serious?” I nearly choked on my cake. “Mum!” She raised her hands in mock innocence. “What? I’ve always wanted the son of my best friend to marry into the family. I gave up hope, of course, but now…” She gave me the most satisfied smile I’d ever seen. “Now I’m feeling quite optimistic.”

Susan closed her eyes and murmured to herself, “Five years is doable. She’ll still be young enough when she gets out. She can start over. “Oh, Willow… I watched her slowly go down the wrong path years ago. As her mother, I failed. I couldn’t steer her back onto the right track. “Now, she’s learning her lesson the hard way. “George, I’m glad you divorced her. Even though Willow’s my daughter, I can’t let her drag you down for the rest of your life.” I held her aged hand and said sincerely, “Whether I’m married to her or not, I see you as my mother. I’ll take care of you in your old age and be there for you until the end.”

I frowned, picking it up, and the second I read the message, whatever little comfort I had vanished. Message was from my stepmother. [Some insurance agents came and took the house. Go back to your husband. Stop all this. Please.] My fingers tightened around the phone. Tessa noticed immediately, her expression shifting. “What is it?” I handed her the phone silently. Her face fell as she read it. “I can’t go back,” I said quietly, my voice steadier than I felt. “I won’t.” I swallowed, my throat tight. “This is probably Sebastian’s doing. He wants me to crawl back to him.” I shook my head slowly. “But I won’t.”

Juliana's POV My mother wore the first real smile I'd seen since my father's arrest. "Oh, Juliana. Look who's here to see you," my mother beamed at Marco. "He told me he can help us with our predicament, as long as you cooperate." My hands balled into fists at my sides. He was making this my fault. "What is he doing here?" I asked coldly. "How can you be so rude? He's your fiancé; he's offered to help us. You should be more grateful."

"She went from living on Drake's handouts to dragging her baggage straight into the Gaston's family. It's standard gold-digger behavior." The words hit my chest, but I kept my breathing even, letting my lungs expand slowly against the tight bodice of my dress. I slid one foot back, shifting my balance to protect my bump while keeping my hands resting flat over the round curve. "You can say whatever you want, Beatrice," I said, my voice dropping low, flat, and steady. "It doesn't change the fact that Valentine chose me. And it definitely doesn't change the fact that Drake is history and I'm currently his mother in-law."

basis with his mother. My mother-in-law has never let me call her “mum”. It took both Klein and his grandfather to talk her into letting me address her as “mother’. From the beginning, she had made it clear to me she was not the least thrilled about my marriage to her son and that she would never consider me as her daughter-in-law. She also insisted that I address her as “Mrs. Wesley” and not “mum” because she was not my mother.

“Theron… She's your mate. Are you planning on playing the long game?” I scoffed. “Do you want me to sit her down and tell her that I divorced my ex after finding out Kaiden wasn’t my son? That I spent years looking for my fated mate, and when I finally found her… I tricked her into signing a contract so I could use her to shut the Elders up and hopefully convince her to bear me an heir?” Silence. Exactly. “I’m protecting her,” I muttered, more to myself than to him. After a few seconds of silence, Gideon cleared his throat. “Speaking of Kaiden… I got word that he's arriving tonight, with his fiancée.”

" I want to tell you how you can get your girlfriend back. Heard what you said in your father's office the last time. " The mention of his ex-girlfriend brought a noticeable shift in the atmosphere. Angela could almost sense Jayden's curiosity rising, a flicker of interest replacing his initial disinterest. As the conversation unfolded, Angela knew she had piqued Jayden's curiosity, and she looked forward to revealing the information she believed could potentially alter the course of his personal life.