"Without the house, you can always earn money to buy another one later. But if Reese gets killed by the loan sharks, this family will fall apart!" Kaylee glared at me like I was her worst enemy.

Lizeth sneered, "You're the only child to your parents. You wouldn't understand the bond between siblings. What's a house compared to my brother's life? If you don't save him, I'll never forgive you!"

Both Kaylee and Lizeth were yelling at me with harsh words.

I was beyond shocked. So this was their true nature all along.

I was such a fool to marry into such a despicable family.

My husband stood silently to the side, acting like none of this concerned him.

I turned to him, asking, "What about you? What do you think?"

I was already completely disillusioned with my in-laws, but that didn't matter. After all, Cedric was the one I married.

As long as my husband was a real man who could stand up for his family and protect me and our baby, I could deal with the rest.

To my surprise...

Cedric glanced at me, bit his lip, and made up his mind. "Before I went to pick you up from work, I already discussed it with the family. We all agreed to sell your house and help my brother."

Damn it, Cedric had secretly been sending his worthless brother a few hundred dollars here and there as pocket money, and I had turned a blind eye to it.

I thought it was just brotherly affection.

Who would have guessed that he would be one of those people who kept enabling their siblings?

His salary wasn't enough to support his brother, so now he wanted to sell my house.

I completely misjudged Cedric. On the surface, he seemed honest, but he was actually a wolf in disguise that devoured without leaving a trace.

No wonder he had been so quiet earlier, letting his mother and sister pressure me.

Seeing my face getting gloomier, Cedric said humbly.

"I know when you married me, I didn't have a house or a car. It hasn't been easy for you. But Reese is my brother, and I can't just watch him be pushed to death by loan sharks.

"As long as we work together, we can buy another house after we make some money. And if you sell the house to help my brother, my family will be grateful to you. We'll treat you like one of our own from now on."

Today, they showed me the depths of their shamelessness.

So, after I married him and carried his child, he still never saw me as family.

Kaylee, full of concern for her son, came over and gently stroked his face.

"Why are you begging her? She's pregnant and her parents are dead. She has no backup. Her house is your house. If she won't sell the house, you can teach her a good lesson."

As she spoke, Kaylee shot me a vicious glare.

Lizeth added fuel to the fire. "When we agreed to let you marry her, it was because she was easy to control, with no parents and no one to back her up. You're a man. What are you afraid of? She's just a weak and pregnant woman!"

Well then...

This whole family had pushed me too far.

I stood with my hands on my hips and shouted, "Listen to yourselves. Are you even human? That house is my premarital property. It has nothing to do with the Flynn family!

"Reese's scam last time drained your family's savings, and now you want to sell my house because of his gambling? Let me tell you. Once a gambler, always a gambler. Your family is already ruined!"

I had torn it all apart. I wasn't staying in this family any longer, and I didn't want anything to do with my heartless husband.

My in-laws and Lizeth were seething with rage.

Cedric kept his head down, silent.

At that moment, Reese, who had been kneeling, suddenly jumped up and punched me to the ground.

"You bitch! Not to sell the house? How dare you! You married into this family, so your house is now ours."

I wasn't one to back down either. I swung my hand and scratched Reese's face.

My sharp nails left long, bloody streaks across his cheek.

My in-laws got furious about my actions.

They rushed over, kicking and punching me without any care for the baby I was carrying.

Lizeth stood by with her arms crossed, smirking like she was enjoying the show.

And my husband, the father of the child in my belly, just stood there, head down, saying nothing.

Finally, I cried out, "My belly hurts!"