“Enough! Stop arguing! What’s the point? Mila, can’t you just be a little accommodating towards Mom? We’re in an equal marriage, but that doesn’t mean you can disrespect her! She’s still an elder – apologize, and we can move on.”
My brother, the only man present, finally lost his temper. After all, we were family.
Mila looked at the three of us and nodded silently.
I felt a surge of satisfaction; I couldn’t believe how brazen she was here.
“Brian, if you want Lily to change her last name like your mom, then don’t even think about coming back!”
After saying that, Mila dragged Lily out and stormed off, slamming the door behind her. Even though Lily’s surname didn’t concern me, seeing their argument and recalling my mom’s blatant preference for sons felt satisfying. If they were not going to make things easy for me, they shouldn’t enjoy themselves either.
Once Mila left with Lily, my mom hurriedly sent my brother after them. The details didn’t matter; what mattered was that Mila was still pregnant with her precious grandson! I couldn’t help but laugh coldly.