Menantu Novels & Stories

Karen Joy pinched his face hard and said, "You brat, you are my Little Aunt's son, so you are my cousin. How could you call yourself as my elder, do you want to be punished?" Levi said again, "But yet, my father is your Great Uncle. He is your father's uncle! So am I not your elder?" Karen Joy was taken aback by his words. This little one was only seven years old, but he was good at refuting her. It was really not that easy to fool him. Karen Joy rubbed his little head and sighed. "What a complicated relationship. Forget it, since you are still a little kid, I won't argue with you."

“How time flies…" “Who's he, mom?” Herzl whispered inaudibly to his mother. “I don't think I have seen him anywhere related to you, but he seems old.” “Yes, you can refer to him as grandfather.” Ciara cited in response. “He is mummy's uncle —your granduncle.” “I'll call him granduncle instead, I'm used to calling uncles —adding grand to it won't hurt, right mom?” He uttered in a quick yet smart voice.

"Yeah, now we are right to his apartment yes." "Yes, Mrs!" "Oiya Din, you know right about Ma's person who is naminate I later?" Termany Rere while re-torn the rest of the bread he bought. "Yeah, Mom, he is my mother." A Udin's answer. "Loh, do you do, Din?" Trendy Rerea again, reached out the hand that holds the bread towards Udin. Intend to offer. "Thats ok, Mrs He asked himself, he said not to remember the same father." A Udin answer, by marking that he refused the bread that Rerea Sangorgan.

A few minutes later of drawing a family tree based on Paige's explanation earlier, Rose dropped her pen and looked at the book. “So, if my mother is the niece to the Patriarch of the Anderson family, then…… his two sons are cousins to my mother. The Patriarch of the Anderson family is my great-uncle and his two sons are my first cousins- once removed according to what I'm seeing here.” Rose muttered as she chewed on the last cookies in the box that Theresa had given her.

The old man responded. Great grand uncle do you know my grandma? I asked with a smile. The person he mentioned is my dad's mother. Oh how can l not know her? We grew up together. He replied with excited voice. Alright great grand uncle talk more with Ashina after dinner. I know your talk is endless and my darlings are hungry now. Mrs. Thomas quickly said before the old man could say more. Sure l will definitely talk to her later. Am also starving. The old man added.

I couldn't stand it anymore, even though it was wrong to interrupt the conversation of the elders, I joined in, "Cousin?!" I uttered. The man nodded and pointed himself then my mother. "Didn't she tell you?" the man turned to mom as if he couldn't believe it, "you're terrible!" he laughed. "What I want my child to know, that's up to me..." Mom answered. "Didn't you tell her about us too?" The man turned to me and introduced himself, "I'm your uncle, your mother's cousin." "I don't have a traitorous cousin."

Minita to be Name to female mouth dog of the he call what ? James is indignant fury shout up . Old man old enter integrity wholesale hey , because play presently he gave _ love core about home but mom of the older brother new up bout pain heart already are not long after death , so _ but he does not the hide tomb grandma that to Uy rape you , also are not know shy mouth but call Name grandma yes , really the correct to be are not challenge take Okay that .

I asked and he hummed. “Mathew, what’s your relationship with him?” I asked, he looked down at me, raising an eyebrow. “Mathew? He’s the gamma’s son. I’ didn’t grow close to him so I can’t say much. I know his father is at the verge of dying so Mathew has been present enough to take over his fathers responsibility as he’s been brought up to do. That’s it.” He tells me. “D- Did Mathew have anyone he was in love with before finding Vanessa?” I asked, knowing I was straying out of my lane.

I asked. “Yes, mi nieta. I’m your grandfather. Valeno is your tio. You also have a tia named Chaya.”

A record of how she slowly pushed me out of that family step by step. The tone of the comments completely changed. [Oh my God, everyone who called that girl petty needs to apologize right now!] [This girl is disgusting. Completely fake in front of people and totally different behind their backs.] [I feel so bad for the cousin. Her own mother drove her out of the house.] [The mom is the worst one here. She abandoned her own daughter to raise someone else’s child.] I looked through those comments, my nose burning painfully. However, I didn’t cry.