Chapter 688 Move Back Home
Then, Tiffany went home from Amelia’s place. The moment she stepped into the apartment, she spotted Kate and Finnick sitting on the couch. Squeezing out a smile, she asked, “Mom, Dad, you are here? You didn’t call me beforehand.”
Kate glanced at her and demanded haughtily, “Where did you go?”
“I was bored, so I visited Amelia.” Tiffany changed into her slippers and walked over. “Would you like something to drink? I’ll prepare it for you.”
However, Kate pointed at the couch and instructed, “There’s no need for that. Sit down. I need to talk to you about something.”
Tiffany sat down.
“Tiffany, you’ve already married Derrick. I’m not like those legendary evil mothers-in-law. If you haven’t done anything wrong, I won’t deliberately target you. However, I’m here to tell you some things and I hope that you’ll listen to me. Even if you don’t, I hope that you’ll at least keep it in mind.” Kate shot Tiffany a glance. She was acting so high and mighty that it seemed like her enemy was sitting opposite her, not her daughter-in-law.
Tiffany mustered all her energy as Kate was extremely challenging to deal with. To avoid falling into her trap, Tiffany had to stay on high alert.
Mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law were like born rivals—it was difficult for them to get along well.
“Since you’ve already married Derrick, you should consider moving back to the Hisson residence. Only your grandpa, Derrick, and I are living there now. Your other aunts and uncles are living elsewhere. Both Terrence and I would like you to move back. Give me an answer today,” said Kate as she stared at Tiffany.
Thoughts raced through Tiffany’s mind. She replied, “Mom, Derrick and I are very busy with work. If we move back to the Hisson residence, we’d have to wake up early for work. Since this place is close to our office, Derrick can sleep for a while longer.”
“Tiffany, this is just an excuse, right? Other daughters-in-law are focusing on being filial to their in-laws after getting married. On the other hand, you’re hiding here and enjoying your private time with Derrick. You don’t even care about what elders think!” Kate snorted coldly and snapped, “Your grandpa is getting old already. He might leave us anytime soon! Shouldn’t you get pregnant as soon as possible so he can have a great-grandchild?”
Tiffany’s head throbbed. After they got married, all these matters suddenly got pushed forward in the timeline.
“Mom, having a child is all up to fate. I can’t just have one even if I want to. Let’s take it slow. We mustn’t be too rash,” answered Tiffany drily as she licked her lips.
“Tiffany, you mustn’t be too selfish! Terrence treats you quite well. You can’t really deprive him of a great-grandson just because of your selfishness, right?” demanded Kate in an overbearing tone.
After a slight pause, she continued, “I don’t care whether you’re actually busy with work. You must move back. There’s no room for negotiation. I still have to give you some tonic to condition your body for a child. That way, I’ll have a grandson.”
Tiffany opened her mouth, but could not articulate a single word that she wanted to say.
“Got it, Mom.”
Only then did Kate feel satisfied. She stood up to look at what was in the fridge. However, other than a tub of yogurt, there was nothing else. With a grim expression, she chided, “What kind of wife are you, Tiffany? Since Derrick is busy, he doesn’t have time to cook after coming home from work. As his wife, do you want him to eat delivery every day?”
Tiffany quickly explained, “Sorry, Mom. I’d usually cook for Derrick, but I’ve been so busy recently that I didn’t have time to do grocery shopping. I swear that I always buy the freshest ingredients from the farmer’s market. I’m definitely not starving Derrick.”
Obviously, Kate did not believe her.
“You’re just lazy! Stop finding excuses for yourself. If you move back, there’ll be a chef who’ll cook for you. Look at the life that both of you are living! This isn’t how a home is supposed to be. There’s no homely feeling in this apartment at all. If I haven’t come, it’ll soon become a pigsty,” criticized Kate.
Tiffany listened to her quietly. Even though she had already tidied the apartment, there was no way she could rebuke if Kate was insistent on finding faults with everything.
Kate nagged for a whole hour without even repeating a single point. Her voice filled Tiffany’s mind completely.
Kate talked about all sorts of things—what Tiffany was prohibited from doing or eating, what Derrick liked to eat, how his clothes had to be dry-cleaned, and so on.
“Have you memorized everything I said?” asked Kate as she raised an eyebrow.
“Yes, Mom.”
“Repeat everything to me. I’ll see if you’ve actually listened to what I said.”
That old hag is definitely nitpicking.
Tiffany forced out a smile. “Mom, I only remembered half of it. You spoke so fast that I forgot. “
Rolling her eyes, Kate rebuked, “Didn’t you say that you remembered everything?”
Tiffany fell silent.
“Dearest, you shouldn’t put too much pressure on her. Let’s take it slow. Don’t be too rash, okay?” coaxed Finnick.
Kate fidgeted with her slender fingers. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, “Tiffany, did I put too much pressure on you?”
Tiffany shook her head. “Everything you say is right, Mom.”
“Good that you know.” Kate snorted coldly and continued, “You and Derrick will move back five days later. You’ll inform him about this. I do not wish to hear your refusal. Otherwise, I’ll settle the score with you.”
Lowering her head, Tiffany replied, “I’ll talk to Derrick about this.”
After finally sending Kate and Finnick away, Tiffany slumped on the couch feeling all exhausted.
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