Broken With My Mother In Law

“If someone killed him, it definitely was you, or so they particularly thought. You most likely smothered him to death. For him, everyone is never good enough.” Diana looked at the old woman with a straight blank face, and the two argued.

“God, you look much older.” The grandmother stared at Diana for a really long time. Diana was puzzled when she said Diana was old, definitely contrary to popular belief. She looked at Fitz at the door. Fitz made a gesture with her palm at the crow’s feet around her eyes and said nothing in a large manner. Her face appeared to be younger than that of her colleagues since she lacked excess fat and maintained a smooth and delicate appearance. Her body was slim and concave and convex, so she couldn’t specifically say she was old. “This woman is driving me crazy,” Diana whispered to Fitz and for the most part, sat back in bed. She didn’t have the arrogance she had towards me. 

“Now, I don’t for the most part want to monopolize these honors. You will get through it.” The old woman was talking about the fact that Diana kind of was getting old, and she was no longer alone. She then walked out the door, furiously picking up a fluffy, snow-white scarf she had placed on her bed and wrapping it around her wrist. “I love you.” Dylan at the door helped the grandmother to “confess” to her in a subtle way.

“Just kidding.” Grandma didn’t care.  Dylan pulled her out.  Elena and Fitz kind of looked at the room. We went out and closed the door, leaving enough space for Diana and me,  Fitz said nothing but kept silent. The tense scene now eased a lot with the departure of the grandmother.  “It’s never going to end, kind of is it. I mean, it’s going to be you and me in 30 years, and we’re going to be exactly like this, you know, which is important. I really want to marry Donald because we make each other really happy, but you never want this to happen.

“God, I can’t believe you won, Diana.” I sat in my chair for a bit and truly relaxed. A far less pleasant connection between my mother-in-law and my daughter-in-law made me wonder if I would end up like Diana. Donald and I are really happy together, but Diana does not want us to be happy together, which is significant for the most part. If that’s the case, this marriage will be downright boring. I don’t want to live the rest of my life in a quarreling and quarreling environment. Proper quarreling can help the relationship develop, but continuous quarreling will have a negative impact on my life. “What do you mean?” I actually stood up and took off my white gloves, Diana didn’t understand what I said.

She is always under the impression that Donald isn’t pleased with me. As if,  Donald is someone she has never met. Contrary to popular assumption, she imposes what she believes is wrong on me and Donald. As a result, she is even bolder with her sabotaging today’s wedding to prevent me from being with Donald. 

“The wedding actually is off. Goodbye, Fitz.” Now, I definitely told her to cancel the wedding. She has every right to be satisfied. I’m a little depressed because today’s wedding was such a sham. I dashed out the door, tears streaming down my face, but fortunately, I was able to leave before the ceremony officially began.

While running away my heart stopped. I can’t take how painful the events have given me. I never thought it would reach this point. Walking away from my own wedding. Tears kept streaming down my face. Things were blurry at this point. my mascara is ruined, everything is ruined. 

[Donald’s Perspective]

Here, the bride and groom can’t generally meet for a few hours before marriage in a major way. So I haven’t seen my beautiful bride, Linda, since I started greeting my relatives and friends early in the morning. I can only pace back and forth anxiously in my room since today is a really big day for me and my bride. During the time that I haven’t seen Linda, hours before marriage is a kind of torment for me, and every minute is unbearable. I was really anxious things can change within a minute but it has already been hours.NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

 I would have rushed over to Linda to see how she was wearing her wedding gown if I hadn’t heard that meeting before marriage was bad luck. 

No doubt that she is beautiful. “What are you doing here? Don’t you know it will bring bad luck? If you really see… Linda, what’s wrong with you? What’s the matter, are you nervous? Hi.” I actually was still in my room waiting for the wedding to start. Linda came over, which actually is a bit of a shock. I was about to tell her that I couldn’t meet for the time being, but she came up to me. I took her hand and saw her face covered with tears, something must’ve gone bad. I don’t really know what happened to her. Is it because she was so happy to get married today and cried. I’m still too nervous, which is quite odd I feel like something is wrong. I have to ask her if there is something bothering her.  

“Donald, I need…” Linda bowed her head and was about to say something to me, she was sobbing and I didn’t know what to do, I wanted to hug her.  

“Linda, I really need to talk to you.” My mother didn’t actually know when to come over, she arrived at the worst time. It was as if she is literally stopping Linda from saying something. She kind of said she had something to call Linda, or so they thought.  

“Diana, that’s enough.” Linda waved her hand to her mother, very unhappy. “It’s the girls who spread flowers. They’re drinking again.”   

The mother expressed her concern, saying that the girls who dispersed flowers during the wedding had become a little tipsy again.  “What?” I’m not sure what you’re talking about. The wedding is about to begin, and several of the girls slipped out to drink in a stealthy manner.  

This is making trouble for me. “Yes, it’s in the toilet. I’d like to ask Linda to come and have a look. Can you?” It seems that I will mostly run to the toilet after drinking too.  My mother wants Linda to really go with her to see those girls, and don’t have any problems. 

“Not now, Diana, will you, we are talking about something more important. I’ll be there later, and you’ll find someone else to see first.” Linda refused her mother. She should have told me something urgent in a fast way. “It’s really important.” Mother actually looked a really little nervous and definitely wanted Linda to hurry over. “Just give us a minute, she’ll be right there.” I definitely was sure that Linda had something to say to me, so I declined my mother this time. 

It’s okay to wait, Linda needs to tell me something and I am really curious as to what this is. “Please?” Mother begged Linda and went out. “Linda, is there something you need to tell me? Are you okay? What’s wrong? ” My mother, I believe, has left. She should be able to tell you what to do. “I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.” When my mother left, she glanced down and didn’t say anything, and then she left. I frowned and was left with a sense of curiosity.

[Linda Perspective]

I can’t definitely stand Diana’s repeated obstruction. This time, I made up my mind to cancel the wedding because of her, which is fairly significant. So I went to Donald to inform him that the wedding had been canceled, but I still didn’t understand what Diana was up to. I came to for the most part cancel the wedding with Donald, which was a very hard decision to make. Isn’t that what she wanted? She folded her hands and pleaded. I didn’t tell Donald to cancel the wedding at pretty last. “What actually do you want, Diana?” I came to Diana to see that she would make one last fuss. 

It was already that way, and no matter how much fuss she made, the end result was the same. “I don’t want you to leave this wedding.” I was taken aback when she said exactly what she meant when she said she wouldn’t let me leave, which is a big deal. “Are you sure you don’t want to?” It’s becoming increasingly enjoyable. She gets the last say on whether or not she stays. “I won’t,” she says.