After the Split-up, I Spurned His Third Try

They sure had a lot of traditions in their family. Apparently, we had to sign some sort of guarantee letter for the engagement.

Erasmo's dad acted all haughty.

He said, "Our family has a long line of scholars, and our ancestors were famous."

I didn't know what to say.

Emma chimed in, "As a noble family, we have a lot of rules. We have high standards for our daughters-in-law too."

She glanced at me and paused.

Then she continued, "Madeline, I like you as my daughter-in-law. I consulted a fortune teller, and he said you have a life that will bring prosperity to your husband. Giving birth to a son will bring good fortune to our family."

With a high-and-mighty tone, she pulled something red from her bag.

It was a contract.

On it, in big letters, was written, [Son Guarantee Agreement].

She said, "To become a daughter-in-law of the Page family, you must sign this agreement."

I frowned, wondering if I'd heard right. "Who's having a son? Who's guaranteeing it?"

She cleared her throat and put on a face full of fake concern.

She replied, "This is all for your good. Erasmo is our only son, and we've had three generations of only children. The family line can't end with you. But I'm open-minded. You're lucky to have me. If the first child isn't a boy, that's fine. We can try for a second or even a third. There's no way all three would be girls, right?"

I was stunned for a moment.

I turned to Erasmo. "Is this what you want too?"

He winked at me and pointed at his phone.

I saw the message he'd sent me. [My mom's just like that. The older generation cares about continuing the family line. Just humor her, okay?]

Emma pushed the Son Guarantee Agreement in front of me. I glanced at the content and nearly laughed out of anger.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

It was ridiculous.