Vicious Mother-in-Law VS Powerful Daughter-in-Law

I married George far away. His parents didn't allow me to return to my parents' home for Christmas reunions, so I hadn't returned for five years.

This year, my brother, Paul, was getting married, and the wedding was a week after Christmas.

After discussing with George, we planned to go back on Christmas Day and attend Paul's wedding. We decided to return before the Christmas holiday ended.

I told George's mother, Karen, about my plans a few days in advance. She neither agreed nor disagreed.

I thought it a matter of course to return home for Christmas to reunite with family, and Karen would have no reason to stop me.

So, I bought the train tickets early, just waiting for Christmas Day.

The day finally came. I got up very early today. I had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

It had been a long time since my last return, and with my daughter, Mia, in school, I rarely had the chance to go back.

I packed my luggage early in the morning.

Before I went downstairs, my mom called to say she had prepared my room, washed and aired the bedding, and Paul and his fiancée had bought lots of new clothes for Mia. They were eagerly awaiting our return.

I was eager to go home with Mia and George.

But when we got downstairs, Karen blocked the door.

"Karen, we're leaving. We'll be back in a few days," I said, placing my suitcase in front of her.

She didn't move, just glancing at my luggage.

I felt something was wrong and signaled George with my eyes.

"Mom, let us pass. If we're late, we'll miss the train," George said.

"The train? What do you mean?" Karen looked around, feigning ignorance.

"Karen, we're going to catch the train. I want to go back for Christmas with my family."

Karen kicked my suitcase, sending it flying away.

"Going back? Did I say you could go? It's so far, and it costs thousands for the round-trip tickets for three people. I think you have too much money to burn, afraid it won't run out, right?"

I didn't expect Karen to say that.

I had told her I was going home, and I thought it a matter of course to get together with family at Christmas.

I had listened to them for years and hadn't gone back. I didn't understand why she still stopped me this time.

"Mom, Selena hasn't been home in a long time. Let us go," George continued to persuade Karen.

He was a good man, honest, and had a good temper, but because of that, he seemed to be a little weak sometimes.

For example, now, his words in front of his mother were useless, and Karen was still blocking the door.

"Karen, what do you mean?" I was a little angry.

"I don't mean anything. You just can't go back today."

"Why?"

I couldn't accept it. People from all over the country were going back today, so why couldn't I?

With her arms crossed, she looked at me arrogantly. "Because my two daughters are coming back with their husbands and children today. I can't cook for a dozen people, so you have to stay and entertain them."

Huh! Ridiculous！

I was so angry that I almost laughed. So she didn't let me go home just to let me stay and entertain her two daughters and their families who were coming home.

How perfect her plans were!

But why should I listen to her?

I took Mia's hand, walked up to her, and said angrily, "Get out of the way."

She still didn't show any sign of giving in. "You can't go today. Selena, are you deliberately opposing me? You know my daughters will come back with their families every year today, and Christmas is the best day for our family to get together, but you still insist on going back today, even with my son and granddaughter."