Rumah Tangga Penuh Kebohongan Novels & Stories

That she and Noah were just two people sharing a house, nothing more. She could do that. She'd been pretending her whole life. What was one more lie?

"I'm pretty clumbsy though so it isn't a surprise." "Make sure to be careful next time." Tori's Dad nodded, seeming unconvinced. "Will do." I murmured, "My folk's are renovating the house at the moment so it's been pretty cluttered at the moment." I was just burying myself in lies at this point. Lying about my relationship with my family. Lying about my house. Lying about my bruises. I reminded myself it'll all be worth it once I graduate and move the hell out. All of the lies would be worth it in the end.

"Then, explain what REALLY happened, Mama!" "He said he bought a fancy house, but it turned out it was second-hand! How shameless to brag about living there. He even plans to bring us to his cheap house. Maybe his dog’s house is even bigger than the one he bought. He ruined our family. He yelled at me… humiliated me in front of so many people."

He held up a picture frame. It was a simple wooden frame holding the photo of a smiling family – two parents, two kids, and a golden retriever in the front. At first, I didn’t see what it was that he wanted me to notice, but I eventually did. The family in the picture frame wasn’t Lara’s at all. It was the stock photo that came with the frame. The watermark from the manufacturer was faint but visible in the corner of the picture. An unsettling realization settled over me. This… this entire house and everything in it wasn’t just a sign of neglect. It was a carefully constructed illusion. But why?

"The true successor of traditional pottery is Phoebe, and she's also the only heiress of the Campbell family?" It immediately sent shockwaves through the audience, both in the venue and in the live stream's chat. "If that's the case, then these two are shameless beyond belief!" "They're utterly despicable! A live-in son-in-law openly brings his illegitimate daughter into the family and tries to make her the rightful heiress. It's unreal!" "And now she wants to take the position of successor to traditional pottery? She's the one who claimed it was a secret family craft, yet she's the real outsider. Not only is she stealing Ms. Campbell's wealth, but she's also trying to take her reputation!"

Although the price of this house is not too expensive, ordinary people will not be able to buy it arbitrarily, moreover, this apartment is a large type, and the price will be higher. Ripley shrugged, "My family is just a normal business, we have three children, I'm the eldest brother, and of course, I have to do some housework to take care of the children." This statement is also considered not to deceive Maria, at most, it is half true and half fake, he really likes to go to the kitchen to study how to make delicious food, and about taking care of the children… His two crazy boys are not always forcing him to deal with the consequences.

He'd told me it would be easier that way, with him making the payments. Back then, I thought we were in it for life. But it turned out to be his scheme all along. "I already rented a place for you and the boys. It's only temporary. You've always been so supportive, honey. You'll back me up this time, too, right?" His tone was light and casual. He didn't even sound the least bit guilty. "Where exactly did you rent?" I asked. "A basement apartment across town." He said it as if it didn't matter, as if shoving his wife and kids into a rundown place wasn't a big deal.

“Hey babe, can this wait? My shift’s over in like an hour.” “Sorry, I’ll be really quick.” I emptied my underwear drawer into the suitcase with zero organization. “A pipe burst in the apartment above mine or something, so I have to move out for a few weeks.” Lie number one thousand in my increasingly complicated web of deception. “Oh shit, is your stuff okay? Do you have insurance?”

He asks me back laughing a little. “What’s with the baby thing huh?” I ask. “Well, I did not say anything wrong, we actually have a baby in the house----well, it’s a big so, I didn’t actually lie even to the name of the big baby.” He answered. “Even to the tantrums? Nah, I didn’t lie to that because the big f*cking baby of our house is already home 20 mins ago.” He said. “Wait—what? Blood is already home?” I asked and he nodded.

That is so freaking lame! Everyone was stunned for a moment. Nobody was speaking, and they all looked stunned. What? They bought it? His family bought his lie? Of course, they did! They always back him no matter what because if they won’t then there will be no food in their table! I can’t believe he was trying to cover up the truth and what he fucking done! All of his family is an idiot if they believe him! I laid out a very detailed fact and there’s no way in hell that my words sounded like a lie!