When She Started to be Herself

In the past few months, Larry and I had been in frequent contact. My parents and Jack hadn't bothered me, and I had lived a peaceful life for a while.

Larry's gaze at me became increasingly hot, and I missed him terribly when I didn't see him for a day.

I wondered, "Is this love?"

In this new life, could I find my own happiness? However, I was already forty years old and Larry was only thirty-five years old. Would he accept me?

This weekend, I cooked a few dishes, opened a bottle of wine, and invited Larry to celebrate the success of our cooperation.

We only had one drink and a hint of ambiguity slowly filled the air. Larry quietly held my hands, and when he was about to confess his love, there was suddenly a knock on the door.

I wondered, "Is it the property management?"

I just opened the door a crack, someone pushed it open with force, then my parents and Jack rushed in.

Jack shouted excitedly, "We finally found you! Dad, Mom, look, this house is very beautiful."

My parents were each carrying several luggage bags, and they piled the bags in the living room once they entered the house.

I asked, "Dad, Mom, what are you doing?"

My father snorted coldly. "You still remember that you have parents?"

My mother sat down on the sofa and said, "Yasmin, we will live here from now on."

I knew what they were planning. It didn't matter whether the house was registered under my name or Jack's name. What mattered for them was that they could occupy it first and kick me out at any time later.

In my previous life, I bought another house for Jack as they requested, and they lived in the previous house with me. When they died, they left the house to their grandson. I had no choice but to live with my cousin and his wife. I endured them for a while until I was forced to rent a apartment.

This time, I wouldn't let them have their way.

I said coldly, "I want to live in this house alone."

My father disagreed. "We are your parents. Whether you agree or not, we will live here."

Larry walked out of the restaurant. "This house belongs to Yasmin, no one else has the right to move in by force."

My parents were surprised to see that there was another person in the room. Jack shouted, "Hey, Yasmin, we only haven't seen you for a few months, and you've hooked up with this manager?"

Larry frowned and said, "You should be more respectful when you speak. We both are unmarried, choose your words carefully."

He pulled me into his arms and said, "I'm her fiance, and we're getting married soon."

I wondered, "What is he doing?" My heart warmed up and I couldn't help but smile.

My mom screamed, "Fiance? We don't agree!"

Jack was also very surprised. "Yasmin, he must be trying to cheat you out of your money! What fiance, bah!"

My father put on the dignity of the head of the family and yelled at me, "Who agreed to this? Make him leave now. We don't agree."

I also took the risk. "We plan to get married next month."

When these words came out, they were all dumbfounded.

My mom said, "Yasmin, don't be stupid. He must be attracted by your house and money. You are already forty years old. He can't be sincere to you."

Jack also chimed in. "Yasmin, if you want to have some fun, fine. Don't treat marriage as a joke."

My dad was furious. "How could I have such a stupid daughter like you!"

Larry ignored them. "Please take your things away, otherwise I will call security."