No matter how hard she tried to tear them apart, that old snake wouldn’t succeed. Six months later, despite Elizabeth Thompson’s protests, the couple tied the knot. Standing in a flowing white wedding gown, Sarah was overjoyed, ignoring her new mother-in-law’s scorching glares.
When guests gave toasts congratulating the couple, the groom’s mother stood with a glass of champagne and suddenly said, “I wish you happiness, son. I hope, despite your choice, you’ll recognize true love.” Guests whispered about her cryptic words, but the lively wedding host quickly turned it into a joke.
After the thrilling and unforgettable wedding, Sarah and her husband moved into a three-bedroom apartment, a true family heirloom. It once belonged to Ethan’s grandmother, who had gifted it to her beloved grandson during her lifetime. Now, this cozy space became their shared home, where they began building their nest.
Day by day, the apartment filled with warmth and comfort, its walls adorned with shared photos, every corner infused with love and care. Sarah and Ethan poured their hearts into making this place a true home, where every detail reflected their happiness. A year later, their lives gained new meaning when Sarah gave birth to their first child.
It was an emotional moment for the young family, and Ethan, brimming with joy and pride, suggested naming their son Noah, after his late grandfather, a name that meant so much to him. Sarah happily agreed, as she loved the name Noah too. She even recalled a favorite college professor with the same name.
Hearing this, her mother-in-law smirked wickedly and, as usual, dragged Ethan to the kitchen, where she began whispering venom. “Your Sarah definitely cheated on you with that kid! I’m telling you, son!” And she cheated with that favorite professor of hers. No wonder she loves that name so much.
You saw how she smiled, remembering that guy. It’s obvious to anyone. So, son, you need to be very careful and watchful.
If I were you, I’d double-check if that kid is yours, just to be safe. Or you’ll soon be hitting the ceiling with horns.” “Mom, have you lost your mind?” Ethan gasped, stunned by her words.
“How can you even say that? That’s your own grandson! My wife is faithful. I don’t doubt her.” Offended by her son’s disbelief, Elizabeth Thompson hissed one last time.
“We’ll see if that’s my grandson. You’ll regret not listening to me. You’ll suffer with that red-lipped hussy.”
Time passed quietly. The young family built their life in love and harmony. The couple raised their son, surrounding him with warmth and care.
But their bliss had one exception. Elizabeth Thompson couldn’t accept her son’s choice. Determined to break up the newlyweds, she stopped at nothing.
Elizabeth began her schemes by trying to discredit Sarah as a homemaker. She often visited under the guise of helping or chatting. But her visits always brought trouble.
One day, while Sarah was cooking lunch, her mother-in-law secretly oversalted the soup, making it inedible. Another time, when Sarah decided to treat the family to a homemade cake, Elizabeth quietly opened the oven mid-bake, ruining it. Sarah was deeply upset by these failures.
Elizabeth smirked smugly, telling everyone Sarah couldn’t keep a home or cook. But despite her mother-in-law’s efforts to sabotage their relationship, the couple continued to love and support each other. They knew true family harmony was built on mutual respect and understanding, not cooking skills.
But one event threatened Sarah’s family life. Though her mother-in-law wasn’t directly to blame, the consequences were severe. Sarah was soon attending a high school reunion.
It had been 10 years since graduation, and she was eager to see how her old classmates’ lives had turned out. The reunion was planned without partners, so Ethan, taking time off work, stayed home with little Noah. The evening at a restaurant was fun, and Sarah returned home cheerful, slightly tipsy, and well past midnight.