Chapter 61


    Chapter 61 It’s Not Impossible for Me to Be the Son–In–Law!


    “Yvette, I just heard from Little Sanchez that since he’s returned from abroad, he’s been staying in a


    hotel this whole time. I’ve thought about it and decided to invite him to live with us. It would be


    convenient for me to cook for you two regrly. especially since you’ll soon be showing. It’s also good


    to have a guy around to take care of you. What do you think?”


    My mother interrupted my thoughts with her suggestion.


    I was stunned for a moment, ncing at Maxwell with a bit of confusion. What had he discussed with


    my mother that led her to make such a proposal?


    Maxwell did not look at me, so I turned to my mother helplessly. “Mom, Mr. Sanchez might be used to


    living alone. He might not befortable living with us. Η


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    “Why wouldn’t he befortable?” my mother retorted. “Little Sanchez is like a son to your father and


    1. We watched him grow up. When he was still in school, I thought about having him stay with us.


    Unfortunately, he was a good student and went abroad, so we never had the chance. Now that he’s


    back, it’s perfect. We’re family, after all. Isn’t that right, little Sanchez?”


    Maxwell nodded, smiling. “Yes, Mrs. Scott is right. I’ve always wanted to enjoy your cooking. I used to


    think about it all the time, and now that I’m back, I finally can.”


    What???


    How did we suddenly be one family?


    Plus, what was that thing in the past they were discussing?


    I was a bit baffled, turning to my mother and asking, “Mom, did you know Mr. Sanchez before this?”


    She nodded while serving Maxwell some food. “Little Sanchez is a child your father and I sponsored for


    over twenty years. We never mentioned it to you, so it’s expected that you didn’t know about him.”


    What???


    My mother and Maxwell had crossed paths before?!


    No wonder when my father was in trouble and Scott Corporation was struggling, an investor as talented


    as Maxwell chose to stay. With this revtion, many things became clearer.


    Seeing this was the case, I did not pursue the topic further. I looked at my mother and said, “Mom, it’s


    mainly Mr. Sanchez’s decision. I’m fine with whatever.”


    Upon hearing this, my mother responded, “Alright, then it’s settled.” She then turned to Maxwell to say,


    “Little Sanchez, pack your things. I’ll have Marcus arrange for someone to help move your belongings


    over. Your room’s already been ready for a while.”


    Maxwell smiled and nodded in agreement.


    After dinner, in the backyard.


    Leaning against the railing of the pavilion, I looked at Maxwell and asked, “So, you gave up a promising


    future to join Scott Corporation as a way of repaying my parents‘ kindness?”


    He raised an eyebrow, not denying my words. “Yes and no. If it wasn’t for Mr. Scott, I might not have


    had the chance to even attend school, let alone go abroad. So naturally, I wouldn’t stand by idly when


    he needed help. Besides, I also wanted to make a name for myself domestically. Reviving the nearly


    defunct Scott Corporation would be quite the achievement.”


    I nodded, not saying anything more.


    I knew a bit about Maxwell’s business achievements, and I had never delved into his personal life,


    including his upbringing. Those were his private matters, and it would be impolite to pry, so I did not ask


    further.


    I took a deep breath and said to him, “Thank you, anyway.”


    He clicked his tongue, probably annoyed by my rambling, and changed the subject. “I just heard from


    Aunt Deb. It seems like


    Chapter 61 It’s Not impossible for Me to Be the Son–in–Law!


    you’re nning to stay with the Scotts indefinitely?”


    My mother’s name was Deborah, so he referred to her as Aunt Deb.


    I nodded, feeling somewhat heavy–hearted. Knowing that it was Moore and Idris‘ actions that had


    driven my father to pass away, even though my mother had not really discussed my marriage to Idris


    with me in detail, it seemed she had already epted that a divorce was inevitable.


    We had not explicitly mentioned this, but both of us were aware that there was no longer a chance for


    Idris and me.


    Thinking about this, I felt a tightness in my chest. Even though I was prepared, it still hurt because I had


    been emotionally invested. Parting in such a manner made me feel like a joke.


    Perhaps sensing my downcast mood, Maxwell did not press further and instead said, “Actually, I


    wouldn’t mind being a son- inw who lives with his wife’s family.”


    “Pfft!” I spit out the fruit juice my mother had just brought me, spraying it all over him.


    He could not dodge in time, and his finely tailored sult got stained.


    “I’m so sorry, so sorry. I really couldn’t help it. I apologize,” I said, putting the juice cup aside and hastily


    apologizing to him.


    He was covered in juice, yet his handsome face revealed a hint of helplessness as he looked at me,


    “Yvette, was your reaction really necessary? Mr. Scott did contact me before and instruct me to take


    good care of you in case he passed away. Now that your rtionship with Idris has turned out this way,


    if you really end up alone, I’d marry you and treat you well!