Novel & Cerita Keluarga Suamiku Membenciku

"Hmph. To think you, a barren woman, have the audacity to show yourself! What an eyesore!" The rest of the Kinsey family, who had never liked me, joined in with their sneers. "That's right! Both daughters of the Sharpe family, yet your sister gave us children while you did nothing!" "You not only ruined Wayne's legs, but you can't even bear him a child. You're nothing but a curse to this family!" Their words, dripping with malice, were nothing new. This was how the Kinseys had always treated me.

"You're just a cripple. How could you belong in our family?" Mom just looked at me in disappointment. "I should've known. I didn't raise you. No wonder you're so evil." I saw red. My explanations died in my throat as my family's cruel words pierced through my heart like daggers. It hurt a lot. That day was a warm, midsummer afternoon, but all I felt was a bone-chilling coldness, like I had fallen into an icy abyss. When I met Julian's provocative gaze, I finally understood—my family no longer loved me.

I put a little stress on 'your family' ,just to make sure he knows ,I will no longer accept his family into my life ,they have hurt me too much already ,And for my child ,those animals shouldn't be in my life. "You mean our family,Dear"He said "you are married to me, so my family is also yours, Don't ever say that again"he said sternly I scoff "stop ordering me around, I'm not your toy!"I said provoke I have been enduring his controlling attitude,but damn it!,He can go to hell for all I care! He frown "I was only stating a fact ,you seem to want to miss" A fact? "Don't ever say that again "I mimic him "doesn't that sound like an order?"

"She told her that being with me would only bring suffering. She said my family was evil, and how could I cut ties with my own blood?" "Are they?" I asked quietly. "Did... you?" "Yes," he replied. "They are worse than evil. They hated that I married your mother and started my own family. They cut me off completely. All I had was your mother and you, and I was happy. I had a good job, we had our own place, and then you were born." "Why did they hate my mom?" "It wasn't her but me. Marrying her worsened the hatred because I was finally happy."

"Where do you think you’re going?" She’d always hated me. And for the first time, I felt nothing but icy relief—because soon, I’d be free of her forever. "Oh, I’m the brat?" I arched a brow. "But your son—the one who was just tangled up with my sister in bed—he’s some kind of saint?" Her expression darkened. She hated being challenged. To her, my family had always been leeches, clinging to the Moreaux name for survival. "Funny how the men in your family seem to have a thing for their sisters-in-law," I continued, my voice dripping with false sweetness. "Is that a family tradition, or just your son’s personal preference?"

“Benefited?” The word tasted disgusting. I took a slow step toward him. “Do you know what your family calls me behind your back?” Isaac looked bored already. “Your sisters treat me like trash.” My voice cracked despite my effort to steady it. “Your mother acts like I trapped you. Every dinner feels like a punishment.” “And whose fault is that?” I stared at him in disbelief. “You should’ve learned your place from the beginning,” he said coldly. “Instead, you keep acting like this marriage means something.”

You can go now" I saw him crease his brow and narrow his eyes at me. "What do you mean my family? "It's not something new Lance. I'm sure you and your family all want me dead or something. Your father despises me. Pearl doesn't hide her prejudice towards me and your mother…..let's just say, she's way more worse than I thought… "Worse? What do you mean. Did she threaten you for some reason? I bit my lip, stood up and looked straight into his eyes.

I immediately grabbed a spoon. “Mika!”I looked up to find my mother glaring at me. “Mum I —“I began but she raised a hand at me. “How many times have I told you, we have to wait for your father to come home” my mum said still glaring at me. “But mum I’m starv—“ Mum shot me a death glare and I shut up. I dropped the spoon and slumped back into my chair. I sighed. I hate this family. When I looked up, I could see my sister smirking at me. I rolled my eyes.

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"I'm so sorry... it's okay, okay? You didn't do anything wrong; these things happen. What did you do? Keep telling me." "It's a complete horror show at home," I recounted. "My husband doesn't want to sleep with me anymore; he prefers to sleep with her. My son barely smiles at me anymore, saying I'm boring, and her and my mother-in-law..." I gave a laugh. "It's like they're enjoying torturing me." Alice seemed shocked. "God in heaven, Reese. You don't have to go through this, okay? My God! You don't deserve this. That bitch is taking your family away from you!"