El Yerno Novels & Stories

"I'm not deaf, Keenan. You think I'm like you who's easily offended, huh?" Lily hid her laughter when she heard the two men of different generations getting into a small argument. Only then did she realize that her husband's personality was inherited from his grandfather. So she just tried to listen and even occasionally broke them up with a faint smile. Ten minutes later, one by one, family members began to gather. Even the toddler was among them. "The newlyweds have a different aura. Very positive." Clara greeted Lily after saluting her grandfather. And you know what happened next? Everyone got punished for waking up late. Of course, Lily, Keenan, and the toddler team were no exception. Th

All I know right now is I need to get the answer I need from my father. After a couple of minutes in silence, he puff out a breath and cleared his throat. "He is Zacharias Eron. He's family is not a mafioso but they become part of the Ilde Famiglia because of Cesar Ildefonso" he explain. Zacharias Eron? He came from Eron clan? But I haven't heard that before. "I'm telling the truth. He is Zacharias Eron" he added when he saw the hesitation in my eyes.

Kim voiced her hunch right then. "You're still thinking of that bastard?!" Eron growled viciously. "He might be the one who set us up! That's why Mr. Zayas is here! If you still consider me your father, never mention his name again and properly marry Maron, or our family will suffer! We might end up like the Yaffe family!" "Shut up!" Jorg barked, and he whipped out his phone to dial Bocek Ocean's number. "Sir, Eron White wants to talk to you… Yes, yes, I know."

The words “ My husband isn’t home “ Rang in my ears I clenched my fists. The car finally pulled into my driveway and I unplugged the buds, she was still talking. The moment we stepped inside the house, Eliana’s heels clicked loudly and she shut the door aggressively. “ Don’t do that in my house …” I corrected her and as she was about to reply, her eyes caught something and I followed the trace . It was the small wooden frame that was always on my console , slightly worn at the edges. Ariana and me from our highschool graduation, Her hair pulled into a messy ponytail, my arm slung around her shoulders like I belonged there, Good old times . .

He looks at me and I smile at him in understanding. "I apologize to Charles and Elise for not giving you a chance to be my in-laws." My parents nod at him. "Dad, I apologize for not being a better son." "You're my son Sebastian." When he gives a long pause and looks like he won't say anything else, I kick his foot from underneath the table. "You're already my best." Anthony kicks my foot again underneath the table and raises his eyebrow at me when no one is looking. It's more of a push than a kick. I hide my laugh behind my hand. I get his message. He was going to say that even if I hadn't kicked his foot.

Yuri said. "Did you save me just for money?" Old lady Lu asked disappointedly. Last night, her daughter-in-law went to the annual meeting of the Ye family and came back to tell her about the daughter of the Ye family, Yuri. She said that she is a good person and has a good personality. The key point is that Jeremy likes her very much and wants to ask her advice. Old lady Lu had long hoped to have a great grandson before he died, but the eldest grandson stayed in the army all day and followed the seventh master of Herme family, which made her wonder if he liked men.

She huffed. “Malia, this is Aaron Vega; he's a business consultant," Silver muttered, gesturing to Aaron. “And he's your lover too, I know," Malia responded tartly, her eyes shooting daggers. "Wait, Daddy told me once about you. You're his protege, from our Mexican branch.” Maya said out of nowhere, standing from her seat and walking towards Aaron. Aaron turned in her direction, his face splitting into a wide smile as the petite woman walked towards him. She is beautiful, Aaron internally noted.

- release Elson. — If it’s a boy, I already have a perfect name for him : Eto'o. – says Hernandez, my husband’s partner. — I just hope we have no surprise at the time of delivery. - my father jokes. — Carlos, does not forget to ask to leave the lights on, if it will not be difficult to find your baby inside. - Elson mocks once again.

She looked up at Jose, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and a dawning, terrible understanding. "Jose...this... this—" "No, you don't have to explain. I get it. Ernesto is the father while I was the babysitter. And you trapped me in this marriage, had me raise the child he ditched." Jose nodded, trying to keep his voice calm, but you could hear the anger bubbling right under the surface, ready to explode.

She caught Alejandro’s eye in the rearview mirror, and he nodded, understanding the unspoken words. “Yes, she’s your little miracle,” he said, his tone tender. “And she’s ours together.” Alerina, overhearing, turned to Alejandro with a triumphant grin. “Daddy, I’ll show Steel and Shiyver all my new moves!” she declared, punching the air. Alejandro laughed, shaking his head. “Just don’t scare them too much, okay?” The ride continued with laughter, playful banter, and quiet moments of connection. Alejandro’s heart swelled every time he saw Erin’s soft smile, the way she cared for their daughter, and the little moments that made their family whole.