Tame Me My Brother -in-Law

Tame Me My Brother -in-Law Chapter 5

I watched them laugh for a moment before I cut in.

“Where’s my money?” I interrupted their laughter or should I say their

daydreaming, and as expected… I was met with deadly stares from both of

them.

They were the ones who offered me this— to disguise as Brylee… to make

Sebastian Anderson sleep with me and prove to him that Brylee is a virgin

and no man had ever touched her before. And if he was convinced, he would

eventually marry my sister.

My twin sister couldn’t do it because she was a bit of a whore who had slept

with a large number of men. When they offered me this task, I immediately

agreed to it because I needed the money for my mom who was badly ill. I

can’t let my mom suffer just like that. She had enough with my dad… and I

think it’s time for me to make her happy.

I still recalled her telling me that when I and Brylee were still months old, she

found out that dad already has a lover named Sasha. She was the woman in

front of me, gazing at me with fire in her eyes right now. Since my mother and

I were abandoned by our father, he had never provided for our financial

needs. He brought Brylee with him, and throughout her childhood, she

thought of Saha as her mother, while she rejected her biological mother as

her own.

This woman here treated both my mother and me like we were nothing more

than beggars, as if in her eyes we were nothing more than trash. And this old

man has never spoken to me and treated me like I was his daughter. In his

mind, I was more of a burden, and I could feel that he sometimes wished that

I hadn’t been a part of his life. Not sometimes though, but always.

“Your money?” my father spat as he rose from his seat and moved closer to

where I was standing. “Look at yourself! The poverty is written all over your

existence!”

I took a deep breath, trying hard to calm myself while clenching my fists on

both sides, controlling them not to smack my father’s ugly face. The money I

was asking from him was not for me but for my mother!

“Honey, don’t let your temper flare up with her. What kind of life do you expect

if her mother is a beggar as well? Do you ever think that she can compare

her beauty with our Brylee? She’s nothing but a complete yokel. Such a

disgrace that you have a daughter like her!”

“Yokel?” I asked through gritted teeth. “You have to remind yourself that the

yokel you’re referring to, is the one you asked for help yesterday!” I gradually

loosened my fist, aware that it wasn’t necessary to go ballistic with a person

like her but I couldn’t control myself with all their insults towards me and my

mother.

“Is this how your mother raised you, huh?” my father roared in my face. “By

talking to someone who is older than you, especially to my wife?! You’re

showing me a lack of respect as your father!”

Father?

Since when did he act as my father? And he expected me to treat him as

one? Hah!

And respect? He disrespected my mother first! He’s not worthy of it.

“Why are you giving me that look, huh?” he inched closer and my eyes

widened when he raised his hand to hit me.

“Do it! Hit me! You have never treated me as your daughter, anyway!” I was

holding his eyes while staring at him with a blank expression, as if he were a

complete stranger, and I could sense that he was becoming increasingly

uneasy as a result of the gaze that I was sending his way.

His hand stopped mid–air and he only put it down when he heard his wife

talk.

“Here’s your money!” she said, throwing the paper bills in my face and my

heart thumped with wrath as I glared at her. “That’s ten thousand dollars,

bitch!”

I heaved a deep sigh as I knelt down to pick up all of the money that had

been scattered across the carpet and checked to be sure that I hadn’t

missed any bills. My heart was shedding tears of both agony and joy since I

can finally support my mother’s treatment.

In my twenty–four years of existence in this world, Dad never gave me a

single penny but because I helped her loving daughter by pretending to be

her, I got ten thousand dollars just like that.

When I was finally certain that I got all the money with me, I stood up and

sneered at them. “Thanks… I had no idea what the value of a virgin was until

now.”

I had just finished putting all of the money in my bag and was preparing to

walk away with my head held high when all of a sudden, my father’s voice

stopped me from moving away.

“Celine…”

I inhaled deeply and came to a complete stop, but didn’t turn around to face

them once more. I didn’t want to see their ugly faces. “I don’t want to see your

face ever again in this city. Go back to the province where you currently live

and stay there until you die.” My father’s voice was cold as ice and I wanted

to burst out crying, but I stopped myself. He’s not worthy of my tears.

“Right!” Sasha added, her annoying voice echoed in the room. “Never show

your face in this place again! You’re as disgusting as shit!”

I tightened my grip on my bag as I slowly walked towards the door. I know the

reason why they didn’t want to see me any longer. They were scared that I

might destroy them and wreck everything. They were scared to be ruined by

a beggar like me. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

As soon as my mother has fully recovered from her illness… I will bring her

back to Staten Island and we’ll live peacefully and happily together and

forever. Until the day we die…