Becoming My Ex's Mother In Law Mga Nobela at Kwento

His mother was the mistress of his father—Bernard Thorne—and the only woman who had ever managed to keep the man on a leash. She stood across from him now, her arms folded, her eyes glassy. “I want a grandchild before I get any older,” she said, breaking the silence with that unapologetic tone. “Can’t you see the wrinkles on my forehead?” His mouth twitched into a smirk. “Don’t worry, Mom. You’re not getting old. You don’t look a day over sixteen.” She arched a brow. “Be serious, Roman.” “I am serious.” He leaned back, swirling the liquor in his glass. “And you don’t need to worry. You’ll get your grandchild soon.”

Xenon said matter-of-factly. Miya rolled her eyes, feeling speechless. "Come on, she's My mother. It's Me that wants to see her. Why does it matter if you want to see her or not?" Xenon knitted his brows, looking a bit annoyed. "Don't forget that she's my mother-in-law." He said, "Legally." He added. "But I can't trust you 100 percent yet, so I'm not ready to see your mother." "Does that mean I can't see my own mother?"

However, eating was my next priority now and if all eyes were on me, I didn’t notice. “Genesis…” I could hear my mom calling out to me. “Mom, please,” I turned to her. “You can’t disrespect her that way. She is still your mother-in-law,” “You don’t know what she did,” I smiled sadly and hoped they wouldn’t add to this. I really wanted to pay back. “She might have done something wrong, but she is still your mother-in-law…”

My mother in law and her friend's were talking about their families and most of the conversation were attacked on their daughter-in-laws. Everyone had something horrible or good to talk about their daughter in law's, and my mother-in-law seems to be in the shoes or talking bad about their daughter-in-law.. " Hey! What is wrong?". She grabbed my hand and made me sit on the chair away from her friends.. " Mom, I don't think I need to stay here, can I be excused?". I begged her to let me go, after all they've already seen me and I don't think I had something else to be done in the room again..

The scent of garlic and basil could be perceived from where we sat and it reminded me about my mother's cooking. She's still with Dad in the hospital, doing her best to take care of him. Marriage should be for good and for bad. It was Jennifer's idea that we celebrate my new job and I was okay with it. But I celebrated half heartedly. I didn't feel So secure yet. She poured me another glass of red wine, her eyes sparkling. “I’m telling you, Claire, landing a job at Valmont Corporation? That's not just good luck. That’s karma finally cutting you some slack.”

he cut her off as he could see how pathetic she was feeling right now, “ Maybe.. But, it's just making me think that I was right to leave from his life, I.. I just can't face any of them.. I'm.. I don't know how much she would hate to see me having anything to do with her son.. I.. ” “ Hey.. I didn't tell this story to scare you, okay. I just tell everything to make this Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law thing a little bit less dramatic. And, let me tell you, she is not the same lady you knew earlier, she has completely changed now, ” he said excitedly,

It was hard to see him loosing. “My mother is back.” He told me. “And?” I asked, shrugging. What has the return of his blood sucking mother got to do with me!? “She wants to see you.” He said and I laughed out. What rubbish. “Whatever for? Is it the same woman that called me fat and ugly? The same woman that made me feel like dirt?” I asked and he was quiet. “I don’t care about her, I’m no longer her daughter in law. In fact, you should take your new fiancée to her? She’s super beautiful, your mother will like her.”

I nodded and started calling my men to find her. "I have told you, she isn't a person, who deserves you," Mom emerged in her wheelchair. "Stop it, mom. I love her, she can not go away anywhere. She must be kidnapped," I protested against me, mom. What the fuck life became, I have to be crushed into mother in law and daughter-in-law fight. "The truth is always bitter Abeer. She was the one who pushed me from the corridor, how could you forget that?" Mom yelled on me.

I replied, my gaze shifting between both of them. My mother squealed. “I knew it, and I’m so happy for you. Ever since that last girl, I have been waiting for you to move on.” Why did my mother just remind me of my ex? I let out a deep sigh. “I moved on a long time ago, I just didn’t see any girl who was worth the stress.” My father chuckled lightly. “I need a grandchild soon, and I don’t think your brother is ready to give us one soon.”

He brought me to back to his House, my nightmare. "Gold-digging slut," My ex mother in law hissed through clenched teeth, her eyes wild with something between fury and disbelief. "This is why you married my son, isn’t it? To ruin him? To sleep your way into another man's bed while he rotted in a prison cell?" She yelled and she grabbed my hair and I staggered back, blinking through the sting of tears, the taste of copper blooming on my tongue.