Son In Law Madness novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“Look at you, Jennifer,” Donald sneered.

Jennifer grabbed his hand and begged in a trembling voice, “Donald, please believe me.”

“Jennifer, both of you should get a divorce. That Harrison Queen is extremely wealthy. He definitely has one hundred million worth of personal assets, so if you marry him, I won’t be so tired too,” Kevin suddenly chimed in.

Donald looked at him in disbelief. How are you even tired? You play around and gamble every day. You also borrow money to rent cars to show off to girls and hook up with them. On top of that, you don’t even go to work. For the past four to five years, the money Jennifer had given you was more than five hundred thousand. She has given you almost all her pay.

Jennifer’s parents also spoke up. “Good idea.”

Donald’s face darkened as he fumed internally.

How can they convince my wife to marry another man in front of me?

“Give me two million, or I’ll break your legs,” Donald ordered coldly.

Immediately, Kevin grabbed a wine bottle and hurled it at him, but Donald caught it and threw it back at Kevin.

The bottle smashed against Kevin’s forehead, and blood gushed out from the wound.

“Donald, why did you hit him?” Jennifer yelled furiously with red-rimmed eyes, looking like an angry lion.

“Get out! How dare you do this in my house!” howled Leonard.

Linda also screeched, “Divorce him! Jennifer, you must divorce him! Harrison is a hundred times better than him! How dare you hit my son! You must have a death wish!”

After she said that, she lunged at Donald and landed a hard slap on his face.

Smack!

As Donald did not duck, a bright red palm print immediately appeared on his face, and his expression turned thunderous.

After all, he had not been hit by anyone in years. However, Linda was still his mother-in-law.

“Go away, Donald! Go away!” Jennifer cried.

“I’m going to kill you! I’m going to kill you! Say goodbye to your money! I’m never returning the two million to you,” screamed Kevin.

Standing with her arms akimbo, Linda shrieked, “Scram, you ingrate!”

Donald glared at all of them before he slowly left and closed the door behind him.

After walking out of the neighborhood, he raised his gaze to stare at the moon in the sky and clenched his fists tightly.

Ten minutes later, he arrived at the house of his good friend, Rafe Miller.

“Rafe, my grandpa is still hospitalized. Can you lend me three hundred thousand?” Donald asked as he smoked a cigarette.

Immediately, Rafe handed him a card. “There are around eighty to ninety thousand inside. This is all the money I secretly saved. Sorry, Donald, but I don’t have any more money,” uttered Rafe as he looked at Donald apologetically.

“What are you doing, Rafe? Do you have a death wish?” Before Donald could take the card, a plump and sturdy woman squeezed in and snatched the card away. It was Rafe’s wife, Faye Scott.

“Get out of my house!” she yelled furiously as the flesh on her face jiggled.

Meanwhile, Rafe was too afraid to utter a word.