The Useless Son In Law Novels & Stories

" I backed away as she began to act strangely. She said he would be late for work or might not make it at all. I want to believe my husband's assistant, but I have a feeling she may be covering up for him. It is been six months, and Justin has always been busy; he is either in the office or in a meeting, and he never makes time for me... And whenever a man appears to be busy and unavailable, he has another woman who is also his mistress. I needed to leave the office and then return home. Mrs Edwina, my mother-in-law, requested that I speak with her son about the upcoming burial of her husband, his father, and my father-in-law. I did not get to meet him, but I heard he loved his family, and J

But it has nothing to do with him. Ashley could not help but spit out the word "insane", and her heart was suddenly blocked. ‘The law does not stipulate that the father's debt will be paid by the son.’ Thinking of the glass of water that Kathy spilled on Jacob last time, she pursed her lips and exhaled gloomily. ‘Forget it. He spilled it back anyway. I just don't know if she went to Jacob again. I asked him once before, and he said no. That should be no.’

"The marriage was over, we took a break. Oh, not really, the contract expired and we are not together. Let me pick up your clothes, what do you want to wear?" I said not wanting to continue the conversation but he pleaded with me to sit and listen to what he had to say. A sick man who complained about dying in an hour? "But Dad, your health matters more to me than some sort of man who is useless," "Useless?" "He is at the moment." "The man who changed our lives? Is useless? Come off it Jasmine, you need to put a lot into consideration. Look, I'm your father and I want you to listen to me,"

Robert pounded on Stefan's bedroom door and howled, "Your madness is starting to recur, isn't it, Damn Brother-in-law!" Bobby, who had just returned from work, was even more irritated because his company was in big trouble, venting his anger on this useless son-in-law. He pounded on Stefan's room door, then insulted, “We think that you haven't completely recovered yet. The medicine that I bought will soon be used up, Son-in-Law of the Parasites!”

Besides my in-laws and her, there was this same man in it. Natalia had told me that he was her distant cousin, Vincent Hale. She said his parents lived out of town, and since he had no one to spend Christmas with, he had come to her family's place to celebrate. I had even asked Natalia to take good care of him and get him a generous gift. His tone was sharp, and he was openly dismissive of me. "What are you doing at our door?" I was about to say something when the voice of my father-in-law, Arthur Lane, came from inside. "Vincent, who is it? Come inside and eat when you're done."

Beside her, Vivian's mother Linda accepted a crystal champagne flute from a bow-tied server. "This spectacle should prove entertaining, if nothing else," she remarked dryly before taking a delicate sip. Vivian let out a derisive laugh. "Please. My hapless ex-husband was always useless with numbers and business. I'll be shocked if he lasts an hour before embarrassing himself and his family." In the adjacent box, Tristan's surly cousins Brady and Blaine claimed their seats and immediately began passing a discreet silver flask back and forth. "I still can't believe the old man is letting that twerp wager the family company's money," Brady grumbled, face already reddening from the liquor. "It's

He knew that it was pointless to count on his useless son, who was not only useless but also selfish to the core. Rufus knew that he didn’t have any more dices up his sleeve. Although he had been pretending to be an old man who lost his soul, in secret, he had been trying to contact his old friend, his benefactor from all those years ago. No matter how or which number he tried, they all came back with the same answer, silence. At this point in life, as things stood now, there was no one other than this son that he could rely on.

"Are you crazy, Dad? Or should I call you that? We are your children. Oliver is your son! How can you say that? What do you think of us? Investment? That when you get scammed, you just abandon it?" "Watch your mouth!" "You shut up, Dad! My brother did nothing. I! I killed!” I burst out. I want to get lost. All the problems piled up in my brain. "It's his car, he's the one who's driving, so he's the criminal! And you! You should finish your degree because you will study the company further!” I fell back weakly as I looked at my useless father. He's such a no-nonsense father. "And that's final!" He turned and headed out of my room. Why did we end up in this family? Why did this useless man bec

"Now, don't turn. Just listen... The old man on a blue tuxedo Douglas Reeves, the owner of Greenwich Village Ltd. He's the main reason we're here. My company is at a crucial point of a project, and we need to partner with him to make sure we become successful. The project has been lingering on for years because he's not decided to give us a chance. He's very difficult to get a hold of, and this ball party is usually the only chance I have to give him my proposal. The problem is, at the past ball parties, he would bring up stories of his late wife while they were still alive, and he would end up advising to get married. He often asked me why I haven't married my sister, but he doesn't know sh

“This marriage was business—arranged by our parents. You don’t get to act hurt when you never loved me in the first place.” Her eyes widened with something close to betrayal. “But I still gave my all to this marriage,” she argued. “I stayed loyal. I stayed dedicated. I gave you a son. This is certainly not how you repay everything I’ve sacrificed for you and your company.” “A useless son,” I corrected coldly. “Christian has no ambition. He’s lazy. The only thing he knows how to do is spend my money. He’s no better than a pet.” She fell silent. “And you know this,” I continued. “It pains me to say this, but sometimes… I wish the boy had died that night.”