At My Son’s Wedding, My Daughter-in-law Abused Me

Gloria and her group pushed me into the car and then drove away.

"What are you planning to do?" I asked coldly, sitting in the car.

Gloria assumed a queenly posture and looked at me with contempt. "What are we planning to do? Of course, we're going to make you a disgrace at my wedding."

I laughed angrily, "I advise you not to make a big scene. Otherwise, you'll be the one who ends up embarrassed."

This was meant as a piece of advice to Gloria, but she laughed as if she had heard a funny joke.

Then the whole car burst into mocking laughter, and even the livestream chat was filled with "hahaha" comments.

"I'm just punishing a cheap mistress. What's there to be embarrassed about? Who would believe your crap?" She snorted.

The car soon arrived at the entrance of a luxurious hotel.

Gloria and her bridesmaids dragged me into the hotel's largest banquet hall.

The entire hotel was filled with a festive atmosphere, with wedding photos of Gloria and Robert placed at every corner.

The large banquet hall was already filled with many relatives and friends from the bride's side.

As soon as they saw me, their gazes became sharp.

"Gloria, is this the mistress you just said you were going to teach a lesson to?" Asked Gloria's mother, Beverly Gonzalez.

She walked over and sized me up with disdain.

"Yes, this is the bitch!" Gloria replied, glaring at me.

"She doesn't look like anything good. How dare she seduce Robert? Does she really think she can rely on her looks to rise to the top?"

Beverly spat at me as if I were something filthy.

The female relatives at the scene also shouted angrily, "Gloria, this kind of woman who wants to change her fate by marrying into a wealthy family must be taught a hard lesson and set as a bad example."

"I hate two types of people the most: poor people and cheap people. I can smell the stench of poverty from a mile away. It's disgusting."

"Poor and cheap. Just looking at her makes me sick."

These people bombarded me with their words, reducing me to nothing.

I remembered Robert once told me that Gloria's family wasn't well-off.

At that time, I said I didn't care about family status, as long as the bride had a good character and they loved each other.

But now, her family was acting like they were at the top of the social pyramid.

I looked at them and countered, "Your manners and attire are just ordinary, so how can you look down on me?"

My words annoyed them. "What would a mistress who hasn't seen much of the world understand? We may not seem like anything special now, but soon we'll be the in-laws of the richest woman. With her backing us, we'll become millionaires."

"That's right. Someone like you, who's so low that you have to be a mistress, should feel lucky to even be in the same room as promising people like us."

"You dare to speak disrespectfully to us? Your arrogance knows my bounds."

Their words struck me dumb.

It turned out they considered themselves superior just because of me.

They believed that because Gloria was marrying my son, they were becoming the in-laws of the richest woman and thus had the right to look down on poor people.

They even imagined themselves as millionaires already.

It was ridiculous.

I shook my head helplessly. "If the richest woman you're talking about knew your family behaved like this, she might not want to be in-laws with you."

"You bitch, how dare you curse me?" Gloria snapped with rounded eyes.

She directly aimed the camera at me and ordered the bridesmaids, "How dare a mistress be so arrogant? Ladies, strip her clothes off and make her famous!"