Novel & Cerita I Am Not A Poor Son In Law

Hence, both of them were slightly convinced. But the problem was they could not afford to be defeated by a live-in son-in-law. Besides, he was a piece of trash. That kind of thing was utterly unacceptable for rich heirs like them.

He stopped acting arrogant and said with a smile, "I agree that your daughter has to marry a good man, but I don't think my incompetent son would be a good match for your daughter." Richard looked at the alcohol beside him as he tried to stay calm. "You've got to be kidding me. Your son is just as remarkable as you. Nobody in the Anderson family is incompetent. You're too humble!"

I love cooking. I remember he told me yesterday that it's not only his family, it's " our family ". They all are filthy rich, like Richie rich type billionaire.And my husband Aiden is on top of young handsome billionaire bachelors. He deserves better than me. His family deserves better than me. They deserve someone who keeps them happy, some happy soul which I'm not. Aiden's pov

I might be embarrassed, but I was proud to be myself. “Sorry, I won’t play any songs for you. Why? Because I can’t play the piano. I don’t come from a wealthy family with plenty of money to take their daughter to music lessons. My mom is just a seamstress with a modest income, so I lived my life as it was. And even though I’ve become Jason Oswald’s legal wife, I married him for love, not for money. I hope you don’t judge people based on their social strata and wealth. Everyone is valuable and appreciated for who they are. Thank you for the party. I’m leaving now. Sorry,” I said as I left them with a confused face. Their mouths and eyes were wide open.

What did I do to deserve so much luck? I'm not accomplished in anything. Can't manage a note on the piano. Real estate is ugly and confusing and cutthroat—I want no part of the family business. I am unforgivably awkward around my mother's friends. I'm not the daughter they were promised by the God of Rich People.

“I am serious. “ “Don’t. “ I say as she comes over to me and sits in my lap. Monica wraps her arms around me and rests her head against mine. “What’s so funny about love?” She asks and I shake my head. “No one’s ever loved me.” I say, ” Not my father who thinks Dominic is the best son you could ever have. Not my mother who decided it was better to bang some poor fuck she knew from high school.” “Poor?” She exclaims, surprised, “I thought your mother divorced your father for a lawyer.” “Yeah,” I nod and Monica frowns. “That’s not someone poor.” “Still,” I say, “he will never be as rich as my father.”

“Yes, madam. Even if it doesn’t end well with Thea, I won’t take back these things. I hope you’re willing to help me.” “Haha! That won’t be a problem at all.” Gladys could not close her mouth, and she smiled broadly. What was a rich son-in-law? This man in front of her was a rich son-in-law! No matter how she looked at him, she felt that Zavier was much better than James in every aspect. “I’ll call Thea to come back home right now. You two can go on a date alone. After all, it’s up to you young people to decide, and we old folks shouldn’t get involved,” Gladys said, very satisfied.

I interject. “No. We’re more like companions. I was never married and he took me and my son in when I had nowhere else to go; my son lives in the city. A business man, suit and all. He ran off the ranch life a long time ago.” Is almost a sand story but I can tell by her way of speak that she’s proud. Both of her sons were successful. Her real son is rarely seen, sticks to the city and works hard hopping that someday he will get his big chance to make it big in the business world.

“I did not come from a well known family, my father went bankrupt already and I am currently suing him, I surely fit a gold digger label.” I grabbed his cup of coffee and took a sip as if taking this matter lightly. Well, I can not do anything about it anymore anyway. “Poor choice. You married the wrong girl. Look, I have no glittering background, I am not rich, powerful, or a very kind philanthropist, or an artist, or like your lover Aubrey Chen who is a model. You seem like you just picked up a poor girl from the street and placed a wedding ring on her finger.” I snickered sarcastically. It was not my intention to offend him, but I was just merely stating the facts about myself.

Sophie said, Jokes apart, my precious daughter, you can still search and see a CEO like yourself that can invest in our business to marry, I don't think I can accept him as my son in law, because the way I see him, I don't think he can afford to take care of himself not to talk about his family, please, Sophie look for CEO like yourself and marry," says Mike,