Today is my big day. It should be full of happiness and sweetness, but it was suddenly broken by my mother-in-law.
Personality. I hate it when guys touch me.
So before my marriage, no man, including my husband Jack, ever touched my body, and I also promised Jack that I would give him the most complete me on the wedding day.
That night, I closed my eyes and smelled Jack's strong breath of wine and masculinity, my heart racing, waiting for the most sacred moment to come.
And a harsh voice suddenly sounded, broke the ambiguous atmosphere.
The door to our room was unlocked.
I was so scared that I immediately put on half of the receding clothes, and looked out the door in horror. I never thought that the person coming in was my mother-in-law.
Jack didn't seem surprised at all. He even smiled and said, "Mom, there you are."
I couldn't believe what was happening in front of me. To this day, I still remember that night when I held my shaking body and asked in a shaking voice, "Husband, did you give Mom the key?"
Jack nodded naturally, "Yes."
My mother-in-law also sat on the edge of the bed very unkindly, and without a word began to undress me.
I screamed in terror, pushed them away and retreated to a corner of the bed, grabbing the covers in horror and pulling them over me.
"What do you want?"
I shouted it as hard as I could, even to the point of tears.
The mother-in-law scolded me: "What are you doing? You are married, don't you give my son touch?"
Jack chimed in and said, "Yes, wife, why are you hiding? My mother is just worried that we don't understand, so she came to help us, why don't you know the good?"
I don't know what to do?
What kind of woman gets married with her mother-in-law around to guide her?
I was angry and scared, like a frightened fawn, kicking and kicking anyone and anything that came near me.
Jack and his mother-in-law couldn't get to me, so they had to call my parents.
My parents rushed to see me shivering on the balcony, they were very distressed, my mother came and held me in her arms, and kept telling me that I was OK, OK, I wailed, almost crying to faint.
On my wedding night, I went back to my mother's house.
I never imagined that the wedding I had been looking forward to for more than 20 years would end in such ridiculous drama.
The next day, Jack came with the fruit. He was very kind and kept apologizing to me. He explained that it was his first time, so he was afraid of hurting me.
At one point, he wept, knelt down in front of me, and vowed that it would never happen again. I made him promise that he would never give his mother the keys again, and when he agreed, I relented.
After all, I just got married at that time, and in my heart I still accept him as my husband. So I went back home with him and began the happy life after marriage that I have been looking forward to for a long time.
I met Jack at a cocktail party. At that time, I had just started to work in my father's company, so I began to attend various cocktail parties and dances to get to know people from all walks of life, so that I could inherit my father's company in the future.
Jack was a waiter at the cocktail party. He accidentally spilled the wine on me, and then apologized and found a towel for me to cover it. His attitude was sincere and sincere, so when he offered to exchange contact information and compensate me for my skirt, I accepted.
In the days that followed, I saw the extremely gentle and progressive side of this man. He was sunny, cheerful and lively. The spirit from him kept warming and inspiring me.
I was attracted to this man, although his family is not rich, but I don't care about these, I only care about whether this man really love me.
I was satisfied with my newly married life, but it didn't last long. Three months later, Jack began to expose his lazy face and refused to do many things. Every day, he would either hold the computer or swipe his mobile phone on the sofa.
He had never done housework or cooked. When I asked him, he used the excuse of starting a business. I believed him, thinking that he was really tired and that as a wife, I should understand him and take care of him.
Since I was a child, I often helped my mother cook, so the skill was not bad, but every time I cooked, Jack would point at me.
"My mom says you can't put MSG, it's bad for your health."
"My mom says that's not how greens do it. Can you do it or not?"
"My mother said you shouldn't use too much oil."
I was furious, but I still patiently cooked a meal for him. I thought it was very delicious, but Jack was still picky.
"The vegetables are far worse than my mother's cooking. They don't taste as good as my mother's cooking. If only my mother could cook."
I was so angry that I didn't think that the meal I had worked so hard to cook for my husband would not get some love, but a rebuke.
We had a big fight, and that night I lay in bed angry, imagining that Jack would come to me and comfort me.
Instead, he was in the living room talking to his mother-in-law on the phone.
They talked and laughed and had such a pleasant conversation that they seemed to have completely forgotten my existence.
And this is not the first time. Since getting married, Jack has been on the phone with his mother-in-law for almost a day or two, sometimes even for an hour or two.
I was already angry, this is even more angry.
I was angry and rushed to shout: "You go with your mother."
Jack was frightened by me and said, "Wife, I lived with my mother before I got married. Now I live with you. I don't trust her to be alone."
I was still angry: "But your eyes and I this wife?"
Jack seemed a little angry: "How can you say that? You are my wife, she is my mother, you are both the most important women in my life, do you want me to choose?"
I didn't want to talk to him, so I packed up and went back to my mother's house.
After listening to my complaints, my parents comforted me and told me, "This shows that Jack has filial piety. Your mother-in-law is different from us. She has no wife, so it will be hard for her to live alone."
I can't help feeling a little guilty and that I've gone too far.
So my mother made a call to her mother-in-law.
Unexpectedly, Jack asked his mother-in-law to come to our house after I left. I felt something was wrong at that time, but I didn't think deeply.
My mother-in-law said that she had taught Jack a lesson and hoped that I could come home. Jack would definitely not yell at me again.
Since the mother-in-law gave the step, I can not be ignorant, simply returned home.
Back home, Jack is not in his bedroom.
Just as I was wondering, my mother-in-law came out of the guest room, and I was surprised to find that Jack was also sleeping in the guest room.
He and his mother share a bed.
My mother-in-law seemed to notice my surprise and quickly explained, "Jack has been used to sleeping with me since childhood."
With that, my mother-in-law quickly pushed Jack awake and let him go back to the bedroom with me.
I didn't want to get close to Jack that night, because my mother-in-law was very young, unlike an old woman who was over 50 years old, so I felt uncomfortable. However, thinking of Jack's single parent family, I could only convince myself to understand and adapt to it.
The next day, Jack came to me and said, "Wife, I was wrong. I was too tired after the day. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."
By nature, I'm a softhearted person: "I have a problem, too. I shouldn't say so much to you."
My mother-in-law asked us to go out for breakfast.
Jack suddenly said, "Wife, you see we are both busy with work, I also love that you have to come back to cook after a busy day. How about this? Let my mother live here and help us cook, so that we can concentrate on our work."
I'm amazed how long it's been.
Is this how the world ends?
Of course I didn't want to. I even wanted to give him a piece of my mind. He had promised me, why did he propose to have his mother live here now?
But... Watching Jack and his mother-in-law's expectant faces.
My mouth and my head are not together.
Said a "yes".
I didn't expect that.
This "good" shattered all my illusions.
After my mother-in-law moved in, my life became more difficult. Although Jack always stayed at home under the pretext of starting his own business, he would occasionally do the cleaning and cook when I worked overtime.
When I go out in the morning, he is lying on the bed. When I come back from work, he is still lying on the bed. The pool is full of dishes and chopsticks and the floor is full of garbage.
And at the beginning of the promised mother-in-law cooking and cleaning, she almost failed to do, often alone mysterious out, once I caught her going to a hotel with a man, but I do not say anything more, mother-in-law is a woman, so many years alone, it is normal to find a man to accompany.
But I couldn't go through another day of busy, exhausted, and debris to pick up, watching her and her son lying on the couch eating sunflower seeds.
That night I had a showdown with Jack. I couldn't accept my mother-in-law living with us. She had to move out.
When Jack saw me, he was very angry, so he said "yes" and asked his mother to move out in two days.
I was satisfied, because I still believed in my husband, I believed he must be on my side, but the next day, I saw a disgusting image that I will never forget.
The next day at work, I have been uncomfortable stomach, even in the company almost vomited, the leader saw my lips white state is not good, made an exception to give me a half-day off.
When I opened the door, there was no one in the living room, generally at this time the mother-in-law will be watching TV in the living room, although I feel very strange, but also did not think much.
A woman's voice came into my ears from the bathroom. I stopped and listened to it close to the door.
"Jack, be good."
It was my mother-in-law's voice.
Is the mother-in-law doing the laundry?
Just as I was wondering, Jack's voice came out.
"I want to take a bath together."
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