Teaching My Sister–inw a Lesson


    Mnie didn’t take kindly to what I said. Her displeasure was evident as she retorted, “Chloe, don’t be


    unappreciative of what you have. You know how my brother treats you, right? He’s the one out there


    working hard, and you dare to be choosy? Don’t be so overbearing.”


    I red at her, saying, “Oh? Do you feel bad for your brother? When did I ever need your two cents in


    conversations with him?”


    Mnie rolled her eyes, “–”


    I didn’t let her continue and interrupted, “What’s wrong with being a full–time housewife? It seems like


    you’ve got a bone to pick with that. No wonder you were desperate to experience a housewife’s life at


    Gr Tower. You enjoyed that, didn’t you?”


    My gaze was intense as I stared at Mnie. My past submissive behavior made her think I was an


    easy


    target.


    “You think your brother is the only one hard at work? Ask your brother if he dares to say that to me,” I


    didn’t give Mnie a chance to speak and continued, “Don’t you or your family remember me looking


    for


    clients all over the city that I even suffered from stomach ulcers?


    I


    “Matthew doesn’t even dare to say he built thepany alone. Yet, you have the nerve to tell me I


    don’t


    have the right to say what I said?!”


    Mnie looked at Matthew angrily. However, I didn’t let up. “You’re enjoying the fruits of mybor,


    spending our money without contributing anything. Do you think you deserve that?”


    My gaze turned icier than ever as I stared her down.


    “Mnie, you should know your ce if you want to keep freeloading off us. Don’t bring up such


    bullshit in front of me again. Your brother might indulge you, but I won’t.”


    “Why, you!” Mnie eximed.


    I sneered at the infuriated Mnie, saying, “You said I’m overbearing? You can tell me about it again


    when


    you find someone you love.”


    Then I turned to Matthew and said, “You should teach your sister a lesson and stop spolling her. Please


    teach her to be more respectful.*


    “Chloe, you…” Mnie mmed the table, startling Ava, who pouted and burst into tears.


    Matthew roared in frustration, “That’s enough! Let’s eat! Stop causing a scene!”


    He aimed his frustration at Mnie, which relieved me somewhat. Meanwhile, Iforted Ava and


    reassured her everything was okay.


    Things finally quieted down afterward, and we finished our meal. When we headed out to pay the bill,


    the


    waiter said Johnson had already handled it.


    Mnie sulked outside the restaurant and didn’t get into our car. I nced at Matthew to ask, “Aren’t


    you


    going to call her in?”


    Matthew’s face remained stern, “Leave her alone. We need to teach her a lesson.”


    I didn’t say much, either. Although I didn’t have a favorable impression of my sister–inw, saying too


    much was inappropriate, as I had already said enough today.


    On the way home, I used Mnie’s topic as a starting point, “I’m considering returning to work once


    Ava


    returns to preschool. I don’t want to feel like a freeloader anymore because I’ve be quite


    unpopr


    within my ownpany.”


    “Honey, what are you saying? I just don’t want you to overwork yourself. You’ve suffered a lot for this


    company in the past. It’s not wrong to enjoy yourself a bit now. Mnie is still young and naive, so don’t


    me her.


    “Besides, thepany is more organized now, and management positions are tightly arranged. Having


    you back might be challenging since we’ll have to rearrange several things,” Matthew exined as he


    drove.


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    I said nothing but found it quite amusing. After all, Tanum Corporation was apany I had founded


    from scratch. It was like my child, yet I couldn’t find a way to fit in now, and I found it ironic.


    Matthew noticed my silence and held my hand. “Don’t be upset. If you want to return to work, you can.


    Thepany hase this far thanks to your unimaginable contributions. You’re the key figure, and


    your


    merits are irreceable.”


    I almost rolled my eyes at my smooth–talking husband. I guessed he only said those things to appease


    me, so I decided not toment and looked out the window. As the cityscape passed by, I felt a sense


    of loneliness and wondered where my refuge was.


    Matthew’s betrayal had thrown me into a bottomless pit, and i instinctively held my aching heart while I


    became teary–eyed.


    At that moment, I decided to return to work once Ava returned to preschool.