10/08/2025
As I came out of the shower, my mother-in-law sneered, āWater canāt wash away who you really are.ā Right after, my husband tore up our wedding album and forced me outside. They didnāt realize my brother, the real owner of my husbandās company, had just arrived. The moment he saw me, he stepped out of his carāwhat happened next left them speechless.
The day started with a tense silence. My husband, Kenneth, was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to me, a silent silhouette. When my mother-in-law, Catherine, arrived, the air grew thick. She swept past me with her usual sarcastic remark, then turned to her son with a syrupy voice.
āKenny, honey, you look so pale. Is she not feeding you?ā
Kenneth said nothing. A chill crept over me. This wasnāt the usual morning nagging. Something dark was unfolding. I escaped to the shower.
When I stepped out, wrapped in just a towel, Catherine was blocking the door, her eyes filled with hatred.
āYou canāt wash the rot out of your bloodline,ā she hissed.
Before I could process it, Kenneth appeared. He stormed past me and began tearing our wedding album to shreds. He grabbed my arm, dragged me to the front door, and shoved me out into the courtyard, in full view of our nine-story building. The door slammed shut. The lock clicked.
I stood there. Barefoot, shivering, humiliated. I looked up and saw them in the window, two silent figures watching the show.
And then, I heard a familiar engine. A polished black car stopped. The door opened. My brother, Damian, stepped out.
They had no idea that the polished car belonged to my brotherāthe man who owned the company where Kenneth worked.
Damian took in the sceneāme shivering in a towel, the shredded photos on the groundāwithout a flicker of emotion. He walked straight into the building. The silence that followed was terrifying. Minutes later, he emerged, took off his expensive jacket, and draped it over my shoulders. He didnāt say a word, simply leading me to his car. Only then, before starting the engine, did he look at me.
āHeās fired,ā he said, his voice quiet, devoid of emotion. āAs of this moment.ā He paused, his gaze fixed on Kennethās pale figure in the window. āAnd thatās not all.ā Read more in Comment or Most relevant -> All comments š