Mother-in-law Wants to Change the Fate of the Whole Family

After checking out a new apartment today, I felt good about it. There was a park right downstairs, the air was fresh, and it was perfect for me. I imagined taking the baby for walks there whenever I had free time.

That evening, when I got home, Lauren stood with her arms crossed, huffing and glaring at me.

"Do you even act like a proper wife? I asked you to measure the baby earlier so I could start on that vest, but you just went out for fun the whole day! And you had the nerve to take my precious grandson with you! Now get to work!"

I let out a cold laugh.

It was hard to believe that this same woman, who had been pitifully knocking on my door not long ago, could now show such a terrible side.

Seeing my displeasure, Rowan quickly tried to smooth things over. "Mom, I can handle that small task."

At least he knew who was in charge of the family.

But Lauren wouldn't let it go.

Rowan tried to give her an out, but she wouldn't take it, saying, "You're the head of the family, and you don't have to do anything. Just let her handle it!"

I extended my hand towards her, saying, "Fine, give me the vest then."

She slapped my hand away. "What are you reaching for? That vest is full of spiritual energy, and you're not worthy of touching it!"

I pushed past her and began rummaging through the drawers.

To my disgust, I found the foul-smelling vest stuffed in my jewelry box.

Blood had smeared all over my necklaces, earrings, and rings. I was in a rage.

"If you want to live here, you'll follow my rules. Otherwise, get out now!"

Rowan hurried over, trying to calm me down.

Lauren was stunned. She hadn't expected me to explode like that.

It was my house, bought with my money, and the property deed was in my name.

From the renovations to the appliances, everything here was paid for by me.

Her family had scraped together just enough to help Parker buy a small, bare apartment, but not a cent had gone into mine.

Rowan tried pulling me back. "I'll make her apologize. She's from the countryside and isn't used to life in the city."

Being a country girl myself, I couldn't stand hearing that.

My mother had lived her whole life in the countryside but never acted as insane as Lauren.

"Enough of this nonsense. There's no point discussing if she can stay or not. She's not staying. So, get out now!"

I was furious, remembering how in the previous life, my son had died tragically.

It was just because I had been too lenient with her. It was my courtesy that had allowed her to become so emboldened that she eventually kicked me out of my home.

Suddenly, Lauren snatched the vest from me, glaring. "Fine, I'll leave! But you'll regret it!"

She was planning to move back to sleep on the couch again in Parker's house.

Rowan rushed to me, pleading, "She's getting old. Sleeping on the couch every night is giving her backaches. She only came to help us with the baby, after all."

Upon hearing Rowan defend her, Lauren seemed to think there was still a chance of staying, stalling as if she didn't want to leave.

There was indeed a chance.

But it was just not for the reason she thought.

I suddenly realized that even if I kicked her out, she'd still cause trouble over at Parker's place.

We lived in the same community, so I couldn't be sure that she wouldn't find a way to mess with me and my son.

If I couldn't control her, then at least I could avoid her.

"Alright, she can stay here," I said, "I've been feeling down lately anyway. I'll take my son and stay at my mother's for a while. You two can do whatever you want."