The shock in her eyes was undeniable. She opened her mouth but closed it again. I knew she wanted to say something but she couldn’t form it into words. She took a few deep breaths before raising an eyebrow at me. She seemed to have regained her demeanor and then stepped forward.

"How dare you" Her teeth are gritting. She raised her hand and was ready to slap me but I stared at her sharply. I did not shake. Even if she slaps me now, I will not sit on the ground just because she is my husband's mother. Her hand stopped in the air, panting because her hand was...