My Mother-in-law is A Plastic Surgery Freak

Evan was not Melissa's biological child.

To be precise, Melissa was Evan's aunt, but she married his dad after Evan's mom died.

Evan paused for a moment and looked at me intently. "So, you don't have to put up with her for my sake."

When it was almost dinner time, Melissa came back, looking smug while feeling her face.

Her face was a little swollen and bruised. "Evan, do you think I look better? I look ten years younger!"

Evan didn't say anything but prepared the meal in the kitchen.

Melissa felt embarrassed and turned to me. "Rebecca, what do you think?"

Seeing Melissa's proud expression, I couldn't refute her. "Oh, you look more than ten years younger. If you go out and say you're thirty, people will believe it."

As I spoke, I observed Melissa's face carefully.

The hyaluronic acid indeed had a temporary effect, making her look much more radiant.

But she had no idea what harmful substances were added to the 200-dollar hyaluronic acid.

Melissa giggled, "You have good taste. You don't have to wait for me for dinner tonight. I'm going out to see Thomas."

The man she mentioned was a retired man named Thomas Carter from a neighboring building.

Last year, Melissa hooked up with Thomas, who had just retired, to get some money for a nose job.

Thomas was so infatuated with her that he gave her the 100,000 dollars he had planned for retirement.

I nodded and smiled, "Okay, Thomas will definitely find you more attractive."

Melissa snorted, "Of course, that old guy hasn't seen much of the world. I think he's not worthy of me anymore!"

With that, she went to see Thomas happily.

But before Evan and I could finish dinner, Melissa came back, slamming the door angrily.

As soon as she got home, Melissa smashed the plates on the dining table.

She looked furious and kept cursing, "Son of a bitch! How dare he say I'm as ugly as a ghost? He should look at himself in the mirror, old bastard!"

I looked at Melissa in astonishment, but she snatched the plate from me and threw it on the ground.

She glared at me fiercely. "Stop eating! And stop looking at me like that! Look how dull you are!"

I didn't say a word but looked down at the scattered food on the ground.

Melissa became angrier, grabbed my hair, and scolded me, "It's all your fault for asking me to go see Thomas. You just want me to be humiliated."

Evan put down his fork and knife and stepped forward to stop her, with a displeased expression on his face. "Mom, you've gone too far!"

Before Evan could come over, I broke free from Melissa's grip, picked up some food on the ground, and stuffed it into her mouth.

Melissa didn't expect me to resist, her eyes filled with shock. "Are you crazy? How dare you do this to me?"