All Chapters of MARRYING My FATHER-IN-LAW : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"You know what? The two of you deserve each other." My voice drips with venom as I push back my chair and rise to my feet. "And you will soon get whatever it is the both of you are looking for. Is it love? Is it happiness? Is it a child to help them get their funds sooner? I don't know which one it is, but you're finally going to get it."My words hang in the air.I know I said I wouldn't leave the table. I told myself I’d stand my ground, but how can I stay here, in this charade, and pretend I’m not drowning? How do you sit with people who have carved a wound into your very soul and smile as if it doesn’t burn? Are you freaking kidding me?I feel the heat of their eyes on me as I walk away, but I don't care. My legs carry me, faster than my mind can process, until I’m searching for the ladies' room. I push through the door, and the silence inside greets me, I'll take it.Relief comes first, followed by the crash of reality. I stare at myself in the mirror, gripping the edges of the s

Suddenly, he was holding me in his arms. His grip was strong and unexpected—and then his mouth was on mine. He was kissing me.For a few moments, I froze.I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe. My body went rigid as shock poured through me. I was caught off guard, completely blindsided. My mind raced to catch up with what was happening.By the time I realized, truly realized, I shoved him away with everything I had. My palms pressed hard against his chest, and I slapped him with a force that carried all my rage, and the confusing emotions that followed in the wake of his kiss.The sound of my palm cracking against his face echoed in the hallway.He stumbled back a step, but not far. He was strong—too strong—and though I had pushed with all my strength, he remained right there filling the space between us. His eyes were locked on mine, dark and intense, his breathing uneven.I glared at him, my chest heaving. My heart hammered against my ribs as I seethed, “Are you crazy? How dare—”Befor

EmmersonMy chest tightened. “What do you mean?”“Trey...” She glanced away. “Trey has a way of creating chaos. Just... if things get bad, if anything happens, no matter how small, call me. Please.”“You’re putting me on the edge, Tina. What is really going on?”She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “I’m sure everything will be fine. The kids seem to get along well and will figure it out by themselves. They’ll be okay.”I studied her carefully. Her words were reassuring, but there was something she wasn’t telling me. Something hidden behind the calm mask she wore. “Okay, I’ll leave you alone now, you seem like you need a few minutes to yourself,” I said, stepping back from the bar, and giving Tina the space I knew she needed.But just as I turned to leave, her voice, caught me mid-step.“I think it’s real.” she talk-shouted behind me.I stopped and turned my head, looking at her with a questioning glance. Her eyes didn’t meet mine. She was staring somewhere distant, her fingers

The car was silent as we made our way to the hospital. The hum of the tyres on the road was a dull soundtrack to my chaotic thoughts. 'Oh God, please let Trey survive. Please don’t let anything bad happen. Please, just this once, let everything be okay.'The prayer looped in my head, unspoken but desperate, until a voice broke through to the present.“Mina? Mina?”I didn’t respond. I was too lost in my thoughts.“Mina!” Rita’s voice sharpened, as she shouted.I turned my head sharply toward her.“What do you want, Rita?”“Have you seen Mom? Have you talked to her lately?”I scoffed, a bitter laugh escaping before I could stop it.“Of course, you know I haven’t. You’re the one who talks to her all the time. You’re her bestie, aren’t you? You’d know if I had because she tells you everything.”Rita continued. “I think you should call Mom. At least check in on her. Whatever happened between the two of you—she’s still your mother.”Another scoff, sharper this time.“After what she said at

I know some people are going to call me a hypocrite, but Eric always treated Tina with respect—almost like she was his mother. He had just called her his godmother at dinner for Christ's sake.This was so inappropriate.I didn’t know if he was taking advantage of the situation, taking advantage of her, or if he didn’t even realize what he was doing. I didn’t know.But seeing the look on Rita’s face?Now that was good.That was priceless.The way she got mad. How her face turned red with fury. My heart released some heartache.As we reached them, Rita shifted her body, positioning herself firmly beside Eric. Emerson and I stood directly in front of Eric and Rita.Emerson didn’t waste time.“How is he? What did the doctor say? Is he going to be alright”Tina, trying her best not to cry, answered, “They haven’t told us anything. Ever since we got here, nobody has told us anything. I don’t know how my son is doing. I’m so worried. I just hope he gets out of all of this alive.”Eric reach