"Yvonne, don't worry. You can choose a house first. After you give birth, I will book the best care center near the hospital for you and pay for it! As the baby's aunt, I should spend money on my nephew and niece!"
Contrary to my expectations, my sister-in-law didn't get happy. Instead, she stared at my mom with a fixed gaze, while my mom avoided her gaze, afraid to look at my sister-in-law.
Is there something else?
"Since you don't want to say anything, I'll say it myself! You don't need to book any care center for me. I’ll move into your marital house with your brother tomorrow since it’s empty anyway. In this way, my mom will go to take care of me, so your parents don't need to come along. Your house has two floors, which is enough for us even if my brother, sister-in-law, and nephew come to live."
I couldn't believe what I just heard since it turned out they were waiting for me here!
Instinctively, I replied, "Yvonne, that house is not mine. Besides, I need it for my marriage with Victor!"
My wedding date was on October 1st. That house was bought by Victor's parents when he was in college, and it had nothing to do with me. At most, I only had the right to live there after marriage.
"Isn't the house you're currently renting good enough? Or you can just move back with Victor. So that you can also fulfill your filial duty when we’re the only ones to take care of your parents because equality exists between men and women!"
So, they meant they had fulfilled their filial duty since they had meals and accommodation here!
Seeing that I didn't respond, she suddenly raised her voice, "You pretended to be a good person just now, saying that you should spend some money, but now you refuse. Your family are all liars! If you don't let me move in, don't even think about having this child, and I'll have an abortion right now!" After saying that, my sister-in-law reached out and tried to hit her belly, which scared my mom, and she quickly rushed over to hold her hand while my brother ran over to stop her.
My dad pushed open the bedroom door with a bang and pointed at my brother, cursing loudly, "Lucas Collins, if you can afford to raise the child, then keep it. If you can't afford it, then forget it. Our Collins family would never do something as despicable as selling our daughter to support our son!"