Keluarga Suamiku Membenciku นิยาย & เรื่องราว

he sneers. I was now getting annoyed with my brother. "I wasn’t fucking thinking that’s the problem, but she’s not the enemy, she’s family. She’s invited to every family event we have." I remind him. I could hear him sigh "That’s because ma’s too nice for her own good. No one else’s partner gets invited to family shit." He says. "Whatever. I’ll apologize to Stasia don’t worry." I tell him. "As if I care if you apologize to her. just do not fuck my partner. It will be weird her dating you. she’s not your type." He grumbles.

I love her more than anything. My husband is really made of brick—no emotions, no feelings, no human decency. It feels so suffocating inside, and I don't know when he will be back. It's only afternoon. I planted my face in the pillow and groaned in annoyance. I hate him...I hate that grumpy old husband of mine. Ughhhhhhhhh. I need to get out of this room, or I will go crazy for fucking sure. I get it that I am from a poor family, but that doesn't mean he can insult me like this.

I'm not as educated as they are, no college degree to my name? Is that enough to constitute so much hatred in their hearts for me? I take care of Liam and I overlook his mental incapacity. I don't view him as just a child but my husband and try my best to act as a dutiful wife and daughter inlaw. But apparently, nothing I do will ever suffice to be worthy in the eyes of this disdainful family. I exhaled deeply, the weight of my situation a burden on my chest. Whilst I face hostility from my inlaws, my own family is nothing to write home about. And to top it off, I got a threatening message from someone a day ago.

I look at him with disgust and annoyance. "You and your family betrayed me, how could you do this to me and my family. We helped you in all ways that we can. Then you are punyetas, how are you going to return it to me?!" I kicked the beer can near me and closed my eyes tightly. All my annoyance and anger are coming back. "No, my parents are out of this shit that I made-" I slapped his face hard and punched his chest. "They allowed you to make fun of my family, they tolerated you right at your wedding. Are you stupid? You really want to be beaten to the ground, right?" I pointed at it and took a deep breath.

My father squinted his wrinkled eyes at me like a sword, and when he understood my question, he said in a disdainful tone, "You live for our family. If you are of no use to us, you will be abandoned by the whole family. Abandoned by me!" I get it. I finally get it! In the face of interest, all love and affection have become extremely cheap. My husband and my father easily sentenced me to death because I was no longer useful. I am like a glove that has been used up. How mercilessly I was thrown away. “I'm ashamed of you!” I screamed at him like a madman. “I'm ashamed of being in this family. I'm ashamed of taking your name! I hate that you're in charge of my life, just as my mother hates you!

Julia He looked at me and I could see the disappointment in his eyes. “I can’t believe you’re still in love with that bastard.” “This isn’t about love, Michael. It’s about family. And Gilbert is family. And you’re…” “Your damn husband, who abandoned you, is family? And let me guess—I’m not, right?” “He’s the father of my children.”

"I truly am not happy with how we have dragged you into our messy family. This kind of life isn't....." I knew she was about giving one of her numerous lamentations about how her husband had introduced me to the mafia life, and how my mother would be so disappointed at her. "Don't even say it." I hissed, not one bit pleased. "Are you excluding me from your family now?" I asked, and she went silent. A short sigh followed after. "Your father hates this life." "Yet he sent me away to be with you in Italy." I shot back, feeling angrier. "Seriously, Aunt Beatrice, how many more times do we need to have this particular conversation?!"

"You have the right to be angry. But... please, don't go away again. Your whole family is here. We love you. And we don't want you to have a difficult life out there." I slide my gaze away from hers and swallow, suppressing all my bitterness. "She should be the one saying that," I spit out. My aunt's pleading look to stay was starting to move me. When it came to family, that was my weak point. And maybe, because that was my weak point, I was indignant with my mother for destroying a marriage, because if it were the other way around, I would hate the woman who had influenced my parents' breakup. And I admire Benjamin a lot for not hating her, although I think that because she's my mother, he

“At least you had a family who loved you. My parents wanted me dead the day I was born because of my gender but they couldn’t. They favored my brother too much. My achievements were never anything to be proud of for them. I love them though. They are my family after all. How can I hate them?” I smiled at him sarcastically and continued.

It caused me to squeeze my eyes but her simile about Sophia fueled my despise for my parents more. "Watch your words carefully when you speak about my wife.Mother.Next time I won't mind giving you the same taste of humiliation and my marriage isn't your concern so it's durability isn't a business deal of a game for anyone."I whispered dangerously.I felt strange why my mother's mere comment about Sophia bothered me. I didn't give anyone the free pass to humiliate Sophia for being a poor orphan.She had me as her family.