Claimed By My Ex's Father-in-law 소설 & 이야기

Rosa's eyes followed the pillow until it landed on the floor, she was hesitant to pick it back up for fear that he might toss it back to the ground. "Why the fuck is Mia so stupid? Is wanting to get married to my dad not enough for her. Why would she do a thing like this? Now my reputation is at stake, everything that I've worked for is going to be ruined all because that bitch can't contain her anger." "Woah, woah, woah. Hold on now. I don't think I heard that well!" Rosa let out, "your ex is getting married to your father?" Rosa said at the top of her lungs, her bewilderment clouding her thoughts.

"So it's wrong. I'm old enough to be her father. What am I supposed to do? Pursue a woman half my age who I only married to save her life?" "If she wants you too? Yeah. That's exactly what you're supposed to do." I shake my head. "You don't understand. It's not just the age. It's everything else." "Like what?" "Like the fact that she's Ethan's ex-wife. My son's ex-wife. I married my son's ex-wife. How fucked up is that?" "Ethan gave up any claim to her..." "It doesn't matter. The optics alone are terrible. People already think I'm losing it. Getting soft. If I actually get involved with her? If this becomes real? They'll say I'm thinking with my dick instead of my brain."

I broke down in their arms, the weight of everything crashing down on me all at once. They said nothing at first, just held me, their hands gentle as they rubbed my back. My mother whispered in a soft voice, “It’s okay, sweetheart. It’s okay.” I could barely speak through my sobs, but when I could, I said, “I’m divorced. Quinn... he’s back with his ex now. He doesn’t want me anymore.” My father’s face darkened. “That bastard.” My mother’s lips pressed together in a thin line. “We’ll take care of it, Vanessa. Don’t worry. We’ll make him pay for this.”

“I just have to clear up a few things, and I need closure. I don't think I can move on with my life if I don't get one from him.” Mom sighed, she almost looked like she was going to say something, but at the very last moment she stopped herself. While I was happy to know she wasn't going to argue with me about it, I wanted to know what she had to say. Somewhere deep inside, I was looking for reasons to not go, especially after sleeping with his dad. “I think you're being an idiot, and you're going to regret meeting him,” Ant added with a mouthful of green leaves. “Nothing good comes out of meeting your ex, and yes I'm talking from experience.”

“You know exactly what this bastard did and you still have the nerve to bring him into our home?” “This is my home as well, and I make the decisions on who stays and who lives!” He shouted with a clenched fist. “That man went on National TV and spewed lies about me. He destroyed my reputation and he insulted my principles. Instead of taking your wife’s side, you're going to reward him by making him live here?” I asked? “Have you lost your mind?!” “Son, your wife is right.” I turned to look at my Father-in-Law, wondering whether I was hearing right. He had never agreed with me on anything. He was always out to get me. “That man cannot live here.”

He had discussed future ownership. None of the emails mentioned Maya returning the shares. But the timeline placed them beside the transfer. The message underneath said: “You were never the destination. You were the route.” Maya's eyes filled with tears. She put the phone down. The twins were sleeping peacefully. She looked at them. “Your father wouldn't do this.” But her voice lacked confidence. She picked up the phone again. There was another file. This one contained a photograph of Damon sitting with his lawyers. The date was from before the share transfer.

“Two weeks ago, after Maya came home and since her mother had been staying at the new house with us, Maya and I went over to talk to my ex. We left the babies and Gabby with her mother.” He shook his head. “You wanna hear something funny, my now ex-father-in-law is marrying Maya’s mother, so technically he’ll be my father-in-law again.” I laughed. “Back to the story, so when we arrived at her home, my ex had dressed up because she thought I was coming alone. She was wearing the sexiest dress I’d seen her wear in years.” “Seriously?” “I asked if she was going somewhere. Then she saw Maya and looked shocked.”

Before I could even go out and see what was happening, I heard one of the patients tell them to control their voice, but my father-in-law Ethan kicked her to the ground instead. "Mind your own business, alright? Why are you helping Sofia? Be careful, or the man she's sleeping with is going to be your husband next!" I quickly went over and helped her up before consoling her, asking if she was injured anywhere. Only once I was sure that she was alright that I dragged the two of them back home. The moment I walked into the living room, I then saw the paternity test report on the table and my daughter locked up in a dog cage.

I stared at it for a long moment before turning to my son. “What’s going on here, Ethan?” I asked, keeping my tone even, though my chest felt tight. He crossed his arms, a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “You really don’t know, do you? That girl Aria Monroe, she’s my ex.” I blinked once, the air leaving my lungs slower than usual. “Your ex?” “Yeah. We broke up recently. Or we had a fight. I was planning to fix it.” His gaze was sharp, accusing. “Why was she here, Dad? Why was she wearing your shirt?”

Then I said, “You’re wrong. I didn’t plot anything. You did this to yourself. Your jealousy. Your cruelty. You couldn’t stand that he chose me. So you tried to break me. And you only proved to him how little you deserve the power you craved.” “He won’t hurt me!” she yelled, but it sounded like a plea more than a statement. “My father—“ “Your father is an old man who cares more about his position on the council than a daughter who shamed him by attacking the Alpha’s mate,” I cut her off, my voice still even. “He won’t save you. He can’t. Dante’s mind is made up. He showed me the outpost on a map. It’s a shack by a frozen lake. No one for a hundred miles. You’ll live there alone until you’re o