Just like she’d wanted, I gave the post a like.
Then I packed my suitcase.
The next afternoon, Monty finally sent a message.
Told me to go to his parents’ villa.
The moment I walked in, his parents noticed I came empty-handed and their faces turned cold.
“Monty works day and night at the police department, and you, his wife, can’t even bring a little gift to show respect to us? Who are you giving that attitude to?”
One of their relatives looked at me with obvious disapproval.
“You’ve been married five years and still act like you’re some rich girl from the Raleighs? Wake up, darling. That company’s been bankrupt for five years! If Monty hadn’t used every cent of his savings to pay off your debts, you’d probably still be a stripper today!
“They’re your in-laws now. Your parents are gone, and they’re all you’ve got. Have some manners, will you? People might think it was our Monty begging to marry you!”
Just then, Sylvie showed up at the door, arms full of health supplements.
Monty’s parents instantly broke into warm smiles and went over to greet her.