Mother In Law Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Misfortune has struck our family! My husband was critically ill, and my daughter-in-law was the only one at home. Who would’ve thought she’d be so shameless that she’d refuse to save him? “My husband was the pillar of the family. Now that he’s gone, what am I and my son supposed to do from now on? “Let me ask you, is it that big of a deal for a daughter-in-law to save a man in dire straits?” The livestream chat instantly went wild. [BloomingFlower: Of course, it’s illegal to refuse to help someone who’s in dire straits. Sue her! She has an obligation to save him!] [StillWaterRunsDeep: She looks pretty, but her heart is cold. I support you. Take her to court!] [SunsetGloryRising: Young peopl

“Saint, come out! Your mum is here." My eyes widened at her revelation. She was Saint's mother? My mother-in-law?

I crossed my arms over my chest and stared coldly at Karen Swift, my mother-in-law, as she piled bags and luggage at the doorway. Behind her stood a dainty woman she had brought along. "Johnny, let me introduce you. This is Lily White from our hometown. She's looking for work, and I brought her with me since I was already planning to visit. I figured you two could help take care of her," Karen said as she brushed past me and addressed Johnny Lane, who was behind me.

"Your mother is dead, Nyx. You need to come home."The words were the last thing I expected to hear while elbow-deep in someone else's dirty espresso cups, my third shift of the day barely halfway done. I stood there in the back of the café, trying to process what my mother's lawyer had just said.Dead? My mother was dead? "Miss Torelio? Are you still there?"I realized I hadn't responded or even breathed. "When?" My voice came out flat.

I laughed nervously. A high, broken little sound. “Oh Christ.” The maid did not react. I rubbed sweaty palms over the thin gown. “Who… who is Donna Marazona?” There was a tiny pause. Then: “Your soon-to-be, perhaps, mother-in-law.” My heart stopped. Mother-in-law. I stared at her. She continued in the same respectful monotone that somehow made everything scarier. “The head of the Marazona family. The Matriarch of this estate. Mr. Vincenzo Marazona’s mother.”

I ask defiantly, and by my uncle's expression, I know he's dying to give me a good smack for being so stubborn. "At this very moment, you move your butt and go apologize to your mother. I'm about to tell him that this woman is not my mother when he raises his hand, making a gesture for me to be quiet. "Of course, she is your mother. Even though she didn't give you life, she is your mother. Tell me, who has been taking care of you every time you get sick? Who attends all your school events? Who stands up for you when you make a mistake? Who has given you all her love without making any difference between you and your sisters?"

Mary’s slightly accusatory voice came from outside. Hearing her tone, I looked at the door with pure disdain. I didn’t care that she was my mother-in-law anymore. "Mom, I hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but some things just need to be said. Heaven’s watching. You’re old enough to know better—why are you still messing around with that Black man?" Her face turned pale and then flushed red. Under my stare, she stammered, "Veronica, are you sure you’re not misunderstanding something?"

However, eating was my next priority now and if all eyes were on me, I didn’t notice. “Genesis…” I could hear my mom calling out to me. “Mom, please,” I turned to her. “You can’t disrespect her that way. She is still your mother-in-law,” “You don’t know what she did,” I smiled sadly and hoped they wouldn’t add to this. I really wanted to pay back. “She might have done something wrong, but she is still your mother-in-law…”

She had been busy all morning and was very tired. Lying on the sofa, Zac massaged her shoulders lovingly. "Honey, thank you for your hard work today." "It doesn't matter. I'm happy to see that grandparents enjoy the food." Hazel smiled in a casual way. She sighed in her mind, 'my mother-in-law has become an excellent mother-in-law for many years. As long as my mother-in-law is there, I'm sure I will have a hard time in the future.' Why did Mary dislike her? Mary always deliberately made difficulties for her and played tricks on her. It was really difficult to understand.

Delfina tried not to bristle at his words. “Rules?” “Yes. Rules. You are meeting my mother. The matriarch of the Matrone family and as such she is to be afforded all the respect in the world. You will treat her reverently.” “Of course,” she swallowed nervously. “My sister will also be in attendance. She is currently feeling a bit vulnerable, and you will be mindful of it. She is nine years younger than I am and her husband is a bit of a dirtbag.”