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I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 18: "Practice Face Slapping"
At William Estate, every room boasted lavish furnishings and exquisite décor, except for the son-in-law’s quarters.Marcus had expected a bedroom akin to a five-star hotel suite, but what he encountered was worse than his room back at their apartment."Damn. Who's supposed to clean this?" he muttered, surveying the vast, dusty space.After an extensive briefing from Philip Cheng and Margarette William, lasting more than an hour, Marcus was directed to Gregory William’s bedroom to rest and gather his thoughts. However, the deplorable condition of the room proved to be a significant distraction.“Unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable,” he declared loudly, his dissatisfaction evident in his haughty tone as he observed the room's neglectful state.Marcus attempted to summon Greg’s assigned servants through the intercom but received no response.“A filthy room and neglectful maids?” Marcus sneered. “Should I start taking action now?”Determined to address the issue personally, Marcus arose
I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 19: "Son-in-law's Journal"
Marcus paced back and forth in front of the pond, contemplating his next move to teach the servants a lesson."I’ll be staying here for a month. I don't want to always feel wary of the food I’ll eat," he muttered to himself. "Should I go crazy about it?"Summoning his maid and butler, Marcus feigned ignorance of any poison in the food."Hey, could you both come over here?" he asked casually through the intercom near the garden post.The maid and butler approached tentatively, exchanging wary glances."I've been thinking; I feel bad about earlier, you know, the slapping," Marcus said, injecting a hint of remorse into his tone. "So, I thought, why don't you two have some of this food? Consider it a peace offering."The maid and butler exchanged nervous looks, fully aware of the poison in the food. However, they dared not speak up, fearing Marcus's wrath."I insist," Marcus pressed, gesturing towards the table. "Go on, have a taste."They exchanged another uneasy glance, but neither made
I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 20: "Set the stage on fire"
A detailed journal chronicling every fact and secret about his in-laws and wife filled five thick volumes. Marcus couldn't help but wonder why Gregory Williams continued to act like a weakling despite possessing such extensive information."The Williams are intimidating. Just their gaze makes me feel like they could devour me. I've studied them and uncovered their secrets, but they're not human. I can't fight them. I'll never win," the last page of the journal confessed."What the hell? Even till the end, he's a coward? With all this damn information, he could at least gain control over half of those snobbish in-laws," Marcus muttered, tossing the fifth journal aside. He blinked repeatedly to soothe his strained eyes after hours of reading."Oh, it's already morning," he exclaimed with a yawn. Though he'd begun reading in the afternoon, the sunrise now greeted him. He hadn't realized how engrossed he'd become, forgetting even to eat."Those damn servants. They didn't even bring me foo
I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 21: "Mother-in-law don't be mad"
The wide yard and garden of the William Family Estate, "Aurora," which once exuded solace, space, and nature, now bustled with fire trucks and reporters clamoring to enter the already chaotic scene.Reporters from various news outlets gathered, microphones in hand and cameras rolling, eager to capture the latest developments in the arson incident.Facing a camera with the still ongoing fire in the background, one reporter began, "Good morning, viewers. We're here outside the prestigious William family estate, where earlier today, a shocking arson attempt took place. Details are still emerging, but sources indicate that Fermina William, the matriarch of this esteemed family, allegedly attempted to set fire to her own son-in-law, Gregory William.""Gudofredo William's only son-in-law, Gregory William, was left behind in the yard of their estate while his family fled to safety. Does this imply that the prominent son-in-law, who spearheaded developmental projects benefiting the lower clas
I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 22: "Not part of the family"
Fermina William flinched as her usually timid son-in-law spoke haughtily and disrespectfully toward her.Gregory William, the pushover of the William family, never talked back to her, but today was different—extremely infuriatingly different.“Me? Kiss your feet?” she snorted, echoing Marcus Xu's words.She smashed the wine glass on the table, causing it to shatter.Her temper flared, fueled by the unprecedented behavior of her usually submissive son-in-law. He definitely triggered her. She had already flipped her suite upside down, but the desire to break more things still lingered.“You...” Marcus spoke slowly, a grin hidden beneath his mask.He felt an odd thrill at provoking such a powerful and wealthy woman, knowing that his actions as Gregory William wouldn't affect his true persona—Marcus Xu.“What! Spit it out! Tell me what you know so I can laugh at your ridiculous joke!” Fermina yelled.“Mother-in-law...” he teased, drawing out his words even more. He leaned closer to her un
I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 23: "Still Pathetic"
Exiting the Royal Eleanor Hotel triumphantly, Marcus Xu was thrilled by his success in taming his mother-in-law.“First step done. Wait and see, I’ll become someone who can smack your face,” he muttered to himself, contemplating the rewards that would aid in his revenge against Reyster Sebastian.Lost in his thoughts of victory, Marcus was suddenly approached by a stranger. “Are you alright?” the stranger asked, concern evident in their voice.“Me? I’m fine,” Marcus replied, tilting his head in confusion.“Here, buy something to fill your stomach,” the stranger insisted, offering him two dollars.“Huh? No, I’m–” Marcus began, intending to return the money, but then he realized that he was the one who seemed out of place. With a mask covering his face, barefooted, and wearing only his casual home attire, Marcus felt a pang of embarrassment.“Where did my head go?” he awkwardly muttered, accepting the money gratefully. “Thank you for this; I’ll spend it well,” he said, quickly moving aw
I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 24: "Scary Pregnant"
Inside Margarette William’s penthouse, she stirred reluctantly from her sleep. The soft, rhythmic beeping of her alarm clock echoed through the room, pulling her from the depths of her dreams. "Yeah, I heard you," she groaned, addressing her alarm. She reached out to silence the persistent noise; her movements were slow and cumbersome.She shifted uncomfortably, feeling the weight of her burgeoning belly pressing against her. She was in the throes of her third trimester, and every movement seemed to require Herculean effort. "Damn morning," she greeted herself as she glanced at her bulging belly. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, irritation evident at the changes in her appearance each day. Her once svelte figure was now swollen with life, a consequence of her greed-driven pursuit of victory."You have to work harder just because you're a woman," she muttered to herself, a phrase that haunted her daily.Her frown deepened when she heard a knock on her door without even havi
I'm not the Son-in-law Chapter 25: "The end of the act?"
Marcus stood frozen in shock as Margarette suddenly writhed in pain, her face contorted with agony. Panic surged through him, uncertain of how to react to the sudden turn of events."What's happening? Are you okay?" Marcus asked, his voice laced with concern and confusion.But Margarette only responded with a strained gasp of pain, clutching her baby bump, and her breathing was shallow and rapid.Sensing the urgency, Jaucian sprang into action. Without hesitation, he rushed to Margarette's side and swiftly dialed for a doctor."We need help, now!" Jaucian exclaimed urgently into the phone, his voice steady despite the panic in the air.Marcus watched dazedly as Jaucian took charge. Then he flinched when he heard a thud from inside his brother’s room. His concern for Margarette suddenly shifted to his brother.“Good luck giving birth,” he said, releasing her and hurrying to his brother's side.“Fucker,” Margarette groaned, squinting as she watched Marcus leave her. She then yelled, the
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