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

I checked my phone; the time was almost up. If we delayed any further, we would definitely miss the train.

So, I stepped forward with my suitcase and walked straight to Karen, bumping her aside.

Just as I was about to call Mia to come with me, Karen suddenly fell to the ground and began to wail loudly.

"Oh, the world has turned upside down. My son's wife is going to hit me! Is there any justice left in this world?"

I coldly watched her on the ground. "Act, keep acting. I'd believe it if I were a idiot."

She sneaked a glance at me, then immediately started to howl with her eyes closed again.

"Help! My son's wife is hitting me!"

I had no intention of entangling with her. I just wanted to leave quickly and go back to my home to see my mother.

But before I could call Mia, David, who was smoking, suddenly raised his hand and slapped me hard.

I was stunned, dazed by his sudden slap.

When I came to my senses, I couldn't stand it. Why would he hit me?

By what right did he hit me?

What did I do wrong that he should slap me?

George quickly supported me. "Dad, why did you hit Selena?"

"Why? You know the reason! It's all because of you. Because you're such a loser. You can't even control your wife, daring to talk back to your mother, then I'll help you control her.

"I'm doing this for your own good. I'm showing you how a man should be in charge. A disobedient woman should be beaten, even to death. Do you understand? Don't let a woman control you all day long. Do you know what the people in the village are saying about you?

"They say you've been bewitched by a cheap foreign woman. You're bringing shame to us men."

David even came over, pulling George's hand to point at my face. "Come on, hit her, hit her more. Let's see if she'll be obedient and still wants to go back to her home."

I was furious, utterly furious. I couldn't believe there were parents who taught their sons to hit their wives!

I looked at my obedient and cowardly husband. He didn't dare to look me in the eyes, but his hand maintained the posture taught by David, a posture ready to hit me at any time.

Before he could make a move, I raised my hand first and slapped his face.

It was a fierce slap. Because he just raised his hand under David's instigation, although he didn't actually hit me, in my heart, it made no difference to have hit me.

He looked up, finally meeting my eyes, with a bit of grievance. "Selena, why did you hit me? I didn't provoke you."

Yes, he didn't actually hit me, but his attitude showed he didn't completely stand by me.

He even raised his hand.

My phone rang. I saw it was a message from my mom.

[Selena, have you boarded the train? I think it's about time. What time will you arrive? I already started cooking. I'm waiting for you to get home to eat your favorite roast beef.]

I felt a lump in my throat and almost couldn't hold back my tears. Mom was looking forward to me going back.

But I couldn't go back today. The time had already passed, and the train had already left.

I held back my tears and sent a message back to my mom.

[Mom, I can't go back for now. Mia wasn't feeling well before leaving, so we couldn't make it. I'll go back in a few days.]

I didn't even dare to send her a voice message. I was afraid she would hear the crying in my voice.

But Mom's video call came through quickly. I didn't dare to answer and continued to send her messages.

[It's okay, Mom. It's just that Mia isn't feeling well and wants to grab the phone. I'll call you later.]

I could imagine how disappointed my mom was.

It would have been better if only I hadn't told her we were going back, but I told her. She had prepared all kinds of things in advance, full of anticipation for Mia and me to come back.

When she thought she was about to see me, I told her that I couldn't go back.

How disappointed and sad she must be.

I turned off my phone, holding back tears as I looked at the three people, whom I now hated so much.

They didn't let me go back. Alright, then none of their two daughters could go back either.

Since we were all married women, no one was nobler than another.

I would not allow them to come back!

I knew it was impossible to go back today.

So, I moved a chair and sat at the door, just where Karen had blocked my way out.

I blocked the entire door alone.