I Am Not A Poor Son In Law Novels & Stories

"Well, those into it as a business know better unlike some of us that do such with one man year to year." He laughed hard, "Stick to your husband now that you have him. Those girls out there aren't joking." He wasn't supposed to tell me because I know but he won't believe that his son starves me at times because of too much work. I never knew that marrying a billionaire wouldn't be all that rosy.

“Adam, you know my situation!” “Yes, I do, but just think about it!” he pleaded, taking my hands. “Look, what’s one thing your family and mine have in common? It’s money, right? Both of us are filthy rich, and if your parents are anything like mine, they’re trying to be richer, and a union like ours will be an opportunity for them! Think about it! My family has so many questions, and having me as a son-in-law will elevate their standing like no other!” “A union? Son-in-Law?!" I screeched hysterically. "Adam, what the hell are you talking about? We’re still in high school!”

“Y-yeah, I guess we got a little carried away last night because of the whiskey.” Suddenly, they both burst out laughing, which eased the tension between them. They slowly remembered what had happened, and it felt strange to laugh in this situation, but at least it broke the silence that had surrounded them earlier. “W-well, I hope you didn’t get upset sleeping with a single mom,” she said, trying to hide her smile. “I didn’t expect to wake up like this, especially with you.” He looked confused, then sat up, placing a pillow in front of his lower body. “What do you mean, upset? Just because you already have a son?”

Marcel simply nodded. “I understand.” “Is Shirley not home?” asked Reina. “It’s very quiet ....” “She’s got work, Mum.” Marcel said. “Poor thing, she still has to fend for herself.” Reina interjected. “Why don’t you find another, better job? My daughter’s poor, having a husband is like not having a husband.” The father-in-law’s words succeeded in slamming Marcel’s self-esteem to the bottom of the earth, especially since what Shirley was actually doing was going out for fun, not working.

"But you heard your son last time he came in with her, Dear. he won't get married to anyone except the pretty Señorita." my wife just frowned and folded her arm to her chest. "I won't buy that crap that he said, Tino dear, this girl won't last with him. I'm telling you the truth. She's just a middle-class charity case for our son," she said stubbornly. I felt a little bit of anger flash in me. What is wrong with her and middle-class people. I surely know how to shut are up.

I smiled at what he said. "I know Sophia will never leave Ethan," I heard someone say. I turned and saw my mother-in-law. "Good morning, Mommy." "Good morning, Sophia. By the way, thank you for the amazing work you did for my charity event last week. And… our university is doing great! Top-ranking for two consecutive years!" "It’s nothing," I said, sitting down. Honestly, I still feel awkward around my husband’s family. They’re extremely wealthy and well-known. My father was only a senator when I first came into their lives.

Over time, her mom stopped trying. Even so, Jessica could not stand Hank complaining about her family. As bad as they were, they were her parents, her brothers, and her sisters-in-law. “Don’t complain about my parents. They’re my parents, and it was hard for them to raise me. Now that you’ve married me, you’re their son-in-law. A son-in-law is like half a son. What’s wrong with giving them some money for them to see the doctor? “Have your parents not asked you for money before? Also, your outrageous sister is extremely shameless. I’ve never seen such a shameless person. She has been married for over ten years and still intervenes in her maiden family’s affairs.

he said, puffing another smoke to my face. I coughed and cried as I realized that the previous day was the deadline for us to send the money, which we haven't even gotten. "And from today, I will become your father-in-law. You need to stop crying already. My son wouldn't like a whimpering lady for a wife " Father-in-law, my son, Wife....were all I heard before I fell into a total blackout.

"Do you think I'm poor?" He blinked. "What?" "I'm asking a genuine question." I kept my voice level. "Do you think I can't afford my own home? That I need you to buy me one?" "No." He said it without hesitation. "That's not" "Because I can." I held his gaze. "I could buy this entire lane, Caleb. I could buy the oaks, I have a penthouse — had a penthouse, before my sister decided to weaponize my son's location and I had no choice but to move into yours. That wasn't poverty, that was circumstance."

throwing money about, thinking everything is about money. Don't they know that there are some certain things that money can't buy?, Money can't buy happiness, they should look for something better to use their money for. "It's not about the money, I just can't do it. sir, if you want your son to get married, sit him down and tell him he's old enough to settle down, you can't choose a wife for your son or hire one for him" I told them. "Debby you don't understand, our son won't listen to us, he's a workaholic and never gets time for himself, just please marry him" Mr knights said.