Chapter 160 Foolish In–law
I looked down at my fingers, the words barely a whisper, “Susanna, there’s no room for negotiation on this.”
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Susanna shot up from the couch, her body trembling with frustration. “Tiffany, what exactly are you saying? Am I being unreasonable here? Has our family wronged you in some way? All these years, you didn’t even give me a grandson, and I kept quiet. But now, this is the attitude you’re showing me?”
Her words tumbled out in a storm of anger, each sentence heavier than the last. Her face reddened as she went on, accusing me of being stubborn, ungrateful, and blind to the good things in my life.
How could I possibly explain that I didn’t want Shawn anymore!
Not just Shawn–Yuna too.
“Susanna, I know you’re angry, but my decision won’t change,” I said, my voice firm, taking a deep breath as I delivered my final answer.
Have you lost your mind?” Susanna’s voice cracked with emotion. “Tiffany, have you talked to your family about this? Do they even know? Why would you tear apart a perfectly good family? When you and Shawn got married, you promised to grow old together. I heard your vows. I was there. And now, look at this… why make things harder for us older folks?” Her words caught in her throat, and she collapsed back onto the armrest, sobbing. A good marriage thrown away. And now you want a divorce. What about Yuna? She’s so young. Do you even know what a family is? A home is built with a father as its frame, a mother as every brick and stone. When you and Shawn are together, Yuna has a home. If you divorce, think about how much it will hurt her.”
Her words were a cascade of life lessons, each one pressing on my chest. I sighed softly. “Susanna, I get what you’re saying Yuna’s not a baby anymore. She’ll be starting school this September. She’ll understand. Growing up in a family without love…. that will hurt her too, don’t you think?”
“She’s too young to understand anything!” Susanna shouted, her anger boiling over. “Is there someone else? Is that why Shawn’s not good enough for you?”
I froze Stunned. Why did everyone assume a woman wanted a divorce because of another man?
The weight of their prejudices was suffocating.
“Susanna” I said, my voice stronger now, “before I divorce Shawn, I won’t flirt with anyone. I won’t cheat. I’m not doing anything unforgivable. I’m just getting a divorce. Why do you insist on blaming me? Why do you need a reason to pin on me?” I didn’t mind her lectures, but I would not let her accuse me of gettinga divorce because I fell for someone else.
Susanna stared at me, clearly caught off guard by my response. She hadn’t expected me to push back.
I leaned back, exhaustion weighing on me. Looking at her, I said quietly, “I’ll work things out with Shawn. And Susanna, thank you for all these years. You’ve been a wonderful mother–in–law. Someone luckier than me will come along and stay with you.
Susanna blinked, her expression sharp, before she abruptly stood and grabbed her purse. “I just don’t get what you young people are thinking, or what you even want, she muttered, her voice tinged with frustration.
With a swift motion, she slammed the door behind her.
I knew this conversation wouldn’t stay between us for long. It would reach my parents eventually. And then, they’d probably
come over to talk me out of it, too.
Tapent three days in the apartment, alone with my thoughts. During that time, Shawn and I barely saw each other. He was always at work, and his business trip to Sylvania meant he wasn’t around much at all.
Yuna was with Susanna, but every now and then, she sent me little updates. She’d learned how to take pictures, and I’d receive snapshots of her playing, each one more vibrant than the last.
I’d glance at them, smile, and occasionally send a reply, keeping it short.
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time with Shawn became even more scarce.
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A week passed. The market visits were exhausting, but they were also enlightening. I felt myself changing.
Physically, I was tired, but my mind felt sharper, more alive. My focus shifted away from my personal troubles. Work became the center of my world. Conversations with others were no longer about my emotions but about projects, ideas, and
progress.
As I traveled. meeting new people, I began to notice something, Beauty had power. In almost every conversation with men, their tone softened when they spoke to me. Their posture straightened. My presence seemed to demand respect without me even trying
When I returned to the office that afternoon after a full week of traveling, I was drained physically. But mentally, I felt renewed. The experiences had broadened my perspective, enriched my soul. I could look at a blooming flower and enjoy its fleeting beauty, without dwelling on its eventual decay
I wasn’t depressed anymore
Later that afternoon, an important meeting awaited. Apex Hotel needed a new name–a name that captured both elegance. and poetry. It had to be chosen in that meeting.
I sat in the third seat, waiting. The door opened, and I turned my head. Shawn walked in with his unmistakable presence.
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