Vengeful Son In Law Novels & Stories

“It definitely runs in the family…” Then, he stood up and stretched. “I believe that's all. So, in summary. I love your son and I've been fucking him. You don't deserve any happiness anymore so you should give us ours. And, just a quick heads-up. You should be scared. Your husband is vengeful and his silence screams.” With that, he turned and dipped his hand in his pocket, causally walking out of the room just like he'd came. He knew he'd successfully planted the seed of doubt just like he wanted. So, the next thing for him to do is to sit back and watch it grow. Period.

"By letting me believe she was dead." "By keeping you alive," Julian snapped, the mask finally slipping entirely, revealing something raw and desperate underneath. "Do you have any idea what happens to men who ask too many questions in this family? Your father certainly learned that lesson. Arthur Vance learned it. I have spent fourteen years walking an impossible line, trying to keep this family standing while forces neither of you fully comprehend circle closer every single year." "Forces like Victor Kael," I said quietly. Julian's entire body went rigid.

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a single word. Kylie stood to the side. The expression on her face changed from hurt and pitiful to stunned. Her entire body went stiff in the end. Adam wrapped an arm around me protectively. He then looked at our son, Christopher. "Is this how you manage your company? Did you hire actual employees or a group of thugs? How could they hurt your mother like this?" Christopher didn't answer, but he clenched his jaws hard. He walked over and carefully took Hammie from me.

They had witnessed my loyalty and care toward them over these past three years. One was a daughter-in-law who devoted her entire heart to being filial and treated them with genuine sincerity. The other was a son who ignored his mother's life and death just to roll around in the sheets with his mistress. They had already made their choice. Regarding this ungrateful son, my in-laws simply treated him as if he were truly dead. Their arrival today was not to recognize their family ties, nor was it for a family reunion. Instead, they wanted to see with their own eyes just how cruel this son could be, so they could make up their minds.

" Helen pointed a trembling, furious finger at her. "Your parents backstabbed the Vances first, costing our company hundreds of millions in losses! And you still had the nerve to try and marry my son just so we could clear their debts? "Have you forgotten how you groveled on the floor like a beggar, pleading with us not to press charges after you ran me over? "My son was only trying to be kind by throwing you a bone. Who knew that instead of being grateful, you’d come back just to suck him dry."

"Who is this? It's Christmas. Natalia, is he your friend? What's all the shouting about? The relatives inside can hear everything. Take it outside if there's something you need to discuss. Don't cause a scene in the house." I suddenly laughed, the sound harsh even to my own ears. "Do you two not even recognize your own son-in-law anymore? Were all the money and gifts I sent during the holidays for nothing?" Liliana's expression changed drastically, her voice turning shrill. "What nonsense are you talking about? We don't know you at all!" The house was filled with what appeared to be visiting relatives. They were whispering among themselves, but every word reached my ears clearly. "Son-in-law

"Too bad your father isn't alive to watch his precious daughter fall. But I'll settle for knowing he's rolling in his grave." I spit at him. Right in his face. Vanessa kicked me in the ribs, but I didn't care. I was done being scared. "You're pathetic," I said. "A grown man who spent fifteen years planning revenge on a dead person's family. Your daughter would be ashamed of you." Vincent's face changed. The calm mask slipped for just a second, and I saw the rage underneath. The real Vincent Reeves. The broken man who'd let his pain turn him into a monster.

“A selfish piece of trash. My dad was always good to you. Whenever you needed help, he stepped in even when he was struggling. He always put you first. And you spit in his face. Everything he got blamed for was your doing. And instead of standing up for him, you made it worse. You cornered him.” The slap came out of nowhere. Her head snapped to the side, pain exploding across her cheek. The world tilted. “What happened to your father was his own fault,” Remington said. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to face him. Her cheek throbbed. “He refused my proposal and tried to shut down our business. Even though it was profitable. If he had just listened, he’d still be a big boss and you wouldn’t b

Listening to his wife, Matthew said again, "Do you think I didn't feel bad seeing you humiliated? They not only humiliated you, but they humiliated me. We are worthless to them like worms in the sewer. I only care about my son. They humiliated me. I am also feeling deeply wronged, but if we leave now, they will do an injustice to our son. I don't want to let that happen. I don't want my son's hard work to go in vain. Why don't you understand? Right now, our only responsibility is to think about our son's future. When they no longer care about their daughter, then our son doesn't matter to them. They will snatch everything from our son in an instant. Our son has worked hard for the company. H

“I don’t care how good their relationship is. She’s just a maid yet had the gall to treat my son so cruelly. Not only did she pretend to be the butler, but she even humiliated him and made him kneel outside for the entire night. Fane is my son, and I have to avenge him…!” Nash’s fists tightened in agitation.