Chapter 1

Before deciding to remarry, I had transferred the property rights of my house to my daughter as a guarantee for her future.

Little did I know that when this news reached the ears of my future mother-in-law, she would lose control and make a scene, unreasonably forcing my daughter to return the property.

Faced with this unreasonable entanglement, I helplessly dialed Mark's number, thinking he would support me and help solve the problem.

But to my surprise, he instead took their side and tried to persuade me.

"Rachel, girls will eventually get married. If you give the house to her, isn't it like handing it over to your future son-in-law? In my opinion, it's better to take the house back."

Hearing this, I immediately decided to break off the engagement with him, while also feeling a surge of determination to teach them a lesson.

"Rachel, don't forget to invite us to your wedding!" During lunch break, my colleagues teased me as they ate.

Amidst their laughter, a blush crept across my face, and I shyly covered my mouth.

"Don't worry, once the wedding date is set, I'll definitely send invitations to everyone. You all must come!" I replied with a smile, feeling a wave of sweetness in my heart. As a woman who had been single for ten years, the longing for love had been quietly growing within me.

Last year, through a mutual friend's introduction, I met my current boyfriend, Mark.

After spending some time together, we felt very compatible and started thinking about marriage.

Just as I was immersed in these beautiful thoughts, my phone suddenly rang.

"Mom, Mark's mother has been yelling at me outside our door. I'm too scared to go out. Please come back quickly!" My daughter's urgent voice made me jump out of my chair.

"Lily, don't be afraid. Mom will be right back. Just wait for me at home!"

After hurriedly instructing my daughter, I put down my lunch box and rushed to hail a taxi to get home.

The journey was smooth, and I arrived at my doorstep twenty minutes later. As my daughter had said, as soon as I reached the staircase, I heard a string of insults.

Linda, Mark's mother, was standing at my door, unreasonably berating my daughter.

"What are you doing, Linda? Why are you suddenly here yelling at my daughter for no reason?"

My appearance made Linda shut her mouth immediately. Hearing my voice, my daughter quickly opened the door and threw herself into my arms, crying about what had just happened.

"Mom, you're finally back. She's been shouting at the door, and even when the neighbors tried to persuade her to leave, she wouldn't listen..."

I comforted my daughter while glaring at Linda.