Subdue the weird husband and his family — Novel

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Chloe once believed that love could conquer all, but after eight years of marriage, the reality of her life with Jacob and his domineering mother, Margaret, proves otherwise. When health complications land her in the hospital, her hopes for support shatter as she realizes that her husband is more influenced by his mother’s toxic beliefs than by his love for her. With her son Kevin caught in their web of manipulation, Chloe grapples with the painful truth: she has become a mere shadow in her own family.

As the stakes rise, Chloe must navigate a household where her worth is constantly questioned. Can she reclaim her identity and fight for her role as a mother before it's too late? With every interaction laced with disdain and every meal served as a reminder of her place, Chloe’s struggle becomes a desperate battle for respect and survival. Will she find the strength to confront her husband and mother-in-law, or will she remain trapped in a cycle of neglect and betrayal?

In a world where family loyalty often overshadows love, Chloe’s journey toward self-empowerment unfolds. Will she manage to break free from their grasp, or will her spirit be crushed under the weight of their expectations?

Subdue the weird husband and his familyChapter 1 The Wicked Mother-in-Law

After eight years of marriage, I thought all my hard work and sacrifices for this family would pay off.

But everything changed when I fell sick and ended up in the hospital.

My husband was my only hope, but my mother-in-law, Margaret, said, “You can’t save her; women are replaceable, but health is one-time only.”

Even my son, influenced by her, saw me as just the family’s cheap maid.

That’s when I realized how failed my life was.

“I don’t want this! It tastes terrible!”

My seven-year-old son had been begging for a sandwich for breakfast, so I got up early to make it. But just as I finished, he started demanding pasta instead.

“Oh dear, my sweet grandson, don’t rush,” Margaret called out. “You can’t even cook a meal? Hurry up and redo it for my grandson; he needs to be full to study well.”

I glanced at my son, who wore a smug grin.

Since my mother-in-law moved in, my son had become spoiled and often disregarded me.

Right now, as I set the pasta on the table, he was glued to my phone, watching a gaming livestream and cursing when he got excited. “Kevin, don’t use bad words; eat your food.”