Rise of the Worthless Son in law

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Rise of the Worthless Son in law

By: Jessica Sage Updated just nowUrban/Realistic

Language: English
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When a wife cheats on their husband and gets pregnant with another man's child, the husband will usually chase her out of the home and ask for a divorce. However, Damon’s situation is a little different. He is 26 years old this year, and he has been married for three years. He lives with his wife and her family who treat him like a slave most of the time. One day, his wife told him that she got pregnant, and he was chased out of the home. Filled with resentment and humiliation over how he had been treated, he found himself wandering all the way to the cemetery, where he saw two men attempting to assassinate a beautiful woman. In his bid to save her, Damon received a fatal stab wound on his chest and dragged one of the men with him into a nearby river... did not resurface even though the woman had waited for a long time, so she believed that Leon had probably drowned. Before she left, she called out optimistically to the river, "My name is Charlotte. If you're still alive, come and see me sometime..."Beneath the water's surface, a soft voice said, "Iris... What a beautiful name..."

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Twenty-four-year-old Damon was sitting on a bench in the park with a heavy heart. He had just visited his Father-in-law's grave to pay his last respects. Tomorrow, he’d sign the divorce papers. Three years of his life were gone—years spent trying to earn even the smallest glimmer of respect from the Lockwoods. But he had failed. To them, he wasn’t a husband; he was a shadow. He had married Lily from the Lockwood family, who had seen him as nothing more than a complete failure and a disgrace for the past three years. Throughout those three years of marriage he had lived with his wife's family, they had treated him as nothing more than a servant, working him mercilessly without giving him any reward for his hard work. By "hard work," Damon cooked, cleaned, mopped, vacuumed, arranged things, and did every possible chore. He would be halfway through serving dinner, and the Lockwoods wouldn’t so much as glance at him. They would laugh and talk over the clinking of their glasses as if
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Damon carefully returned his father-in-law's necklace to his bag. He had no idea where he was going to stay for the night, nor did he have anywhere to go. He soon stood up with a heavy sigh and took a few steps forward. Suddenly, he caught sight of a very attractive woman walking gracefully down the street, wearing a fitted, elegant dress. She looked incredibly sophisticated. Damon couldn't help but wonder what she was doing out in the middle of the night when she should be sound asleep. Her poised stride and composed demeanor caught Damon’s attention instantly. Damon watched as the elegant woman walked slowly toward him. As she approached, she looked lost, and her confidence seemed out of place. Not only her confidence, though; Damon felt she looked out of place here on the streets he was used to. For some reason, she approached him. “Excuse me,” she began, her gaze moved from Damon to the ground, as though she was struggling to find the right words. “Could you tell me
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Damon woke up to the steady beeping of a machine. When he tried to move, a sharp pain shot through his ribs, making him wince. His head hurt as he struggled to remember what had happened. Where am I? he wondered, looking around. Slowly, it came back to him—the woman that had saved him must have brought him to the hospital. But where was she now? He noticed he was in a fancy VIP room, with elegant furniture and a view of the city skyline. It didn’t look like a regular hospital room. He reached for his pocket and froze. His phone, ID, and most of his things were missing. Did someone steal them? he thought with a sigh. Just then, the door creaked open, and a nurse stepped in. “You are awake!” the nurse said as she adjusted his IV drip and gave him a sympathetic look. “A young lady brought you in last night. She didn’t leave a name, but she seemed very worried about you. Do you remember what happened?” Damon clenched his jaw at the possibility that he might never see the wom
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Damon barely noticed his surroundings as he stepped out of the courthouse. A sharp pain hit his side, reminding him he’d left the hospital too soon. But he couldn’t miss the divorce appointment. With nowhere to go, he thought about returning to the hospital for the night until he could get back on his feet. He let out a heavy sigh, feeling lost. Just then, a sleek, luxury car pulled up in front of him. Damon frowned, eyeing the polished vehicle. Who would drive a car like that around here? Before he could wonder further, the tinted window rolled down, and he blinked in surprise. Behind the glass was a woman who radiated confidence. She looked at him with an amused smile, her gaze steady. "Looking good, my friend…” she greeted him, her voice warm but oddly chilling. Damon stared, confused. Who was she? And why was she talking to him like they were close? "Who are…?” he began, puzzled. She placed a hand over her chest, acting hurt. "Ouch… You don’t remember me from last night?"
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Chapter 5 Damon watched with his wide-eyed, as the hotel workers’ trembled and the tension in the air thickened. Damon slowly walked over to Vivan and whispered close enough for her to hear, “Forget about them. I’m used to this treatment anyway…” The woman named Vivan looked at him as she felt an ache in her heart. She could feel the bitterness and helplessness in Damon’s words, along with a subtle hint of his inferiority complex. The manager immediately rushed over, bowing his head in contrition. “Please, ma’am, we’re sorry. We’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.” Vivan, still taken aback by the scene, straightened her posture and fixed her gaze on the trembling staff. “You should treat all guests with respect. No one deserves to be made to feel small,” she asserted. "Miss Bennett!" The manager came running towards the scence in tremble, "this is entirely our fault. I’ll discipline her in due time. Please accept our heartfelt apologies,” The manager pleaded sincerely be
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“Who were those men last night? The ones who... beat you up?” she asked with a hint of curiosity evident in her eyes as they walk into the grand room. Damon stiffened at the question as the memory of the brutal encounter all came resurfacing in his mind. He had been trying to avoid thinking about it, but Vivan’s Directness made it impossible to ignore “They were... I don’t know,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. “Just a few guys I crossed paths with. They were hired, I think. I don’t know who.” “Hired?” Vivan asked with a chuckle as she sat on the bed, “Don't play Dumb with me Damon!” Vivan had remembered their faces vividly, he had remembered their words telling Damon they were sent by someone named Tyler, a person Damon seemed to know his identity. Damon gulped at her intense gaze, he hesitated,unsure of how much to reveal. He knew so well that she could see behind his masks of lies but he wasn’t used to opening up, especially not to someone like Vivan, who se
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The next day, the sun rose, casting a warm glow through the curtains. Damon turned and tossed on the bed, he had spent most of the night tossing and turning; he couldn't help but keep thinking about Vivan—the way she looked at him, her voice, her presence—they all made Damon blush. There was something about her—something he couldn’t quite pin down—and it left him feeling restless. He slowly rose from the king-sized bed in the suite. He needed to take a bath so he would look presentable at the very least. As he grabbed a towel, ready to enter the bathroom, he heard a knock on the door. He wondered who it could be and slowly walked over to open the door. When he opened it, a young man stood there holding a familiar black bag. “Your bag, sir. I was instructed by my boss to give it to you,” the man said in a curt tone. Damon's eyes lit up with joy. Vivan had remembered to deliver his bag—she indeed was a lifesaver. He quickly accepted it, murmuring a quick “Thanks” before closi
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Damon blinked, utterly flabbergasted by Klaus's Statement. The offer was definitely tempting for someone who has absolutely no money. But regardless, he wouldn't accept the money no matter how tempting it sounded. Accepting it would mean admitting Klaus was right about him, and Damon wasn’t about to stoop that low—not for money, not for anyone.“I appreciate the offer, sir,” Damon said carefully, “But I’m not for sale. And just so we’re clear, I’m not here for Vivan’s money or anything else you seem to think.”Klaus narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Damon as if searching for a crack in his resolve. When he didn’t find one, he scoffed. “Your pride will only take you so far, young man. Men like you—”“Dad, enough!” Vivan interrupted, “please stop! You’ve done more than enough damage for one day. If you can’t respect my choices, then please, leave us alone.”Klaus walked closer to vivan in fury, he looked at vivan in disgust from head to toe, “I am doing what's best for you Vivan, Everythi
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Damon paced around the room, feeling impatient. It had been hours since the scandal happened, and he worried about Vivan. The hurt in her eyes, her trembling lips—everything. She had come from a rich family, but one thing was sure and obvious to Damon: she didn’t exactly have a happy family. Damon wondered if she was fine as he paced around the room in worry. He glanced at his phone again and saw no missed calls or messages from Vivan. He knew there was a probability that Vivan could have gotten his phone number from his bag, and yet he saw no call. He ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Goddamn it. He was going to speak to her. He was going to make sure she was okay—the same way she had done for him. The argument with Klaus had been explosive, and Damon knew how deeply it had hurt her. Vivan had asked for space, but he couldn’t shake the image of her trembling lips and teary eyes. She had been there for him, supporting him. Now it was his turn. Stepping into the hote
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Damon softened his gaze as he watched Vivan struggle to keep her composure. He could see the struggle and pain in her eyes, and he could relate perfectly, having experienced family drama and the urge to meet your loved ones expecting. He couldn’t let her go, not like this—in this state. “Vivan,” he called firmly as he stood up. “I’m driving you. You’re not in the right state to be behind the wheel.” Vivan looked up at him, feeling exhausted. “I can drive myself. I don’t need anyone holding my hand.” Damon took a step closer to her. “I’m not here to hold your hand. I’m here to make sure you get there safely. You’re not thinking clearly, and I won’t let you drive like this.” Her lips trembled, and for a moment, she seemed to consider his words. Her hand fell to her lap, and she let out a small, frustrated sigh. “Fine,” she muttered as she ran her hand through her hair. Vivan tossed the car keys to him, and he instantly grabbed them before they both walked out of the door and left
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