The sound of splashing water blurred the surrounding sounds. I turned off the shower and just squeezed a pump of shower gel when I heard Pamela's cry.

"Zach, come back now. Your wife is such a bully!"

Pamela thought I couldn't hear it because I was taking a shower and even turned on the speaker.

"She pushed even something as simple as changing diapers onto your dad. How can your dad touch the dirty diapers? It will bring bad luck to our family!"

I was speechless.

Zach's parents were both poorly educated and worked everywhere to support Zach. Fortunately, Zach had been admitted to a good university and gotten a decent job.

When we fell in love, Zach often told me how difficult his mother's life had been, and I couldn't help but feel sympathy for her.

When I first went to Zach's house, there were four of us, including me, and we had only two dishes and one soup. One of the meat dishes was packed from the wedding banquet at Zach's uncle's house a few days ago.

I hadn't taken it seriously at the time. After all, Zach's parents looked honest and had vowed not to interfere in our married life.

Unexpectedly, not long after we got married, Vincent had said that he was not in good health and wanted to move in with us. And he had stayed here for more than half a year.

Both Zach and I were busy with work. I just took my annual leave and wanted to go out and relax with Zach, but he ended up being sent on a business trip.

Outside the room, Pamela kept complaining, either saying that I didn't take care of Vincent or that I treated her badly.

It was not the first or second time that Pamela had tried to sow discord between us, but Zach had never told me about it, so I didn't take it to heart.

I couldn't hear how Zach answered, but Pamela seemed very happy and was singing after hanging up the phone.

I dried myself and blew my hair dry. Then, I changed into home clothes and walked towards the bedroom, preparing to call Zach on the video to ask him what was going on.

But just as I opened the bedroom door, the scene in front of me almost made me black out.

Vincent was holding the baby boy, who was still spitting out milk from his mouth, and there were milk stains on the bed.

The baby girl seemed to have diarrhea, and the bed sheet was dirty and smelled terrible.

"Didn't I tell you to take them out of my room?"

Pamela yelled, "Why are you yelling? My son bought this house. Can't I let them sleep here?"

I almost couldn't catch my breath.

I had bought this house before I got married!

When we had gotten married, Zach had been short of money, and his family didn't have much savings, so we had only used my house as the wedding house.

To make his parents feel at ease, Zach had asked me to tell them that he had bought the house with the money he had earned.

They had moved in with such complacency not long after we got married. They really treated my house as their own home.

I took a deep breath and took out the property certificate from the cabinet.

"Look at it. I bought this house before I got married, and it's in my name!"

Pamela looked impatient. Vincent took the property certificate, opened it, and took a look. Then, his expression changed slightly. Pamela leaned forward to take a look and immediately frowned tightly.

"Why is your name on this property certificate?"

I almost laughed out of anger. "I bought this house. If it's not in my name, will it be in your name?"

"How can you, a girl, have so much money to buy a house? I'm curious about how you got the money."

If it weren't for Zach, I really wanted to slap her.

"You heard it, Zach. You know now how sarcastic your mother usually speaks."

Just as I opened the bedroom door and saw Vincent and Pamela still inside, I knew things were going to be troublesome. So, I called Zach in advance.

I had expressed many times before that it was inconvenient for Vincent and Pamela to live here. But Zach always made excuses to get away with it. Now that Vincent and Pamela knew that this was the house I had bought, they wouldn't dare to stay here.

I hung up the phone and walked over to pull the bed sheet.

"Hey, the baby girl is still lying there."

Pamela held the baby boy in one hand and pulled the bed sheet with the other.

"Then why don't you take her away?"

Seeing that I was serious, Pamela had no choice but to hand the baby boy to Vincent and pick up the baby girl.

As for why Pamela didn't let Vincent pick up the baby girl, it was, of course, because the baby girl had diarrhea, and Pamela was afraid of dirtying Vincent's hands.

Seeing the baby girl being picked up, I pulled the quilt over and took a look. The stain had already seeped in and could not be washed out.

I simply threw the sheet and quilt to the ground and checked the mattress carefully. Fortunately, the mattress was clean.

"Why do you throw this quilt to the ground?"

Pamela squatted and rubbed the quilt with her hands, looking like she felt very sorry for it.

"I don't want it."

Pamela yelled, "What? This is a silk quilt! How dare you?"

"Since you know it is a silk quilt, why did you just put a baby without a diaper on it?"

When I was changing diapers just now, I noticed that the baby boy was wearing a diaper while the baby girl was just wrapped in thick cloth.

Pamela was about to say something, but Vincent coughed.

"Whatever!"

Then, Vincent asked Pamela to leave my bedroom and slammed the door shut when they left, scaring the babies into tears again.

The two were busy at the door again.

After finally changing the sheet and quilt, I opened my phone and saw several missed calls from Zach. I directly made a video call, and Zach answered within seconds.

"Honey, don't be angry. I didn't expect my mother to take them over directly."

I thought it was a little ridiculous. "So has your mother discussed this with you before?"

Zach looked embarrassed and hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"My brother is short of money and can't afford to support these two kids."

Seeing my expression change, Zach quickly said, "They'll just stay at our house for a few months and then go back to the countryside with my parents.

"You know, my parents love children very much. Although they didn't complain when you wanted to be a DINK, they still wanted to have grandchildren."

I immediately got angry at his words.

"Zach, we both agreed on the DINK policy. It was not my idea alone."

Although I was a DINK, I would rather not get married if I hadn't agreed with Zach at the beginning.

"Are you blaming me for not wanting to have children now?"

"Honey, don't be angry. I just said that. My dad is not in good health and won't live alive for a few more years. Let him live with the kids in our house for a few months.

"I got a raise recently. You can use my card anytime you want!"

Zach said a lot of nice things. If I kept arguing, it would seem like I was really immature.

"Three months at most."

"Okay, honey. When my business trip is over this month, let's go on vacation. Out of sight, out of mind."

After hanging up the phone, I rubbed my temples. The kids' crying gave me a headache, and I didn't recover yet.

At that moment, there was a hurried knock on the door.

Before I even walked out of my bedroom, Pamela rushed over and opened the door.

"You're here so soon!"

There was a couple at the door. The man was dressed simply with patches on his clothes. But he looked a little fierce.

The woman was dressed fashionably, with a shrewd look on her face. She kept looking around my house.

I found that they were Zach's brother, Jacob Reed, and his wife, Mandy Reed!

"Oh, you didn't even tell me you were coming."

I put on a polite smile and walked up to Mandy. I took her hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa.

I had only met Jacob and Mandy when I just got married to Zach, and we didn't have much contact after that.

I didn't even know when the kids were born.

"Didn't Pamela bring Tiger and Nina here? Jacob and I were worried, so we came to check on them."

"I was just talking about this. You didn't even tell me in advance."

I smiled. Mandy looked at Pamela awkwardly. I looked down and pretended not to see it.

"Go check on your kids. Since you're not around, they cried a lot and are pitiful."

Jacob became serious and anxiously asked Vincent to let him see his kids. However, Mandy was calm and still sat on the sofa.

Seeing Jacob enter the guest bedroom, Mandy slowly said, "Taylor, Jacob got into a fight with someone at the construction site a while ago and was put in detention. Now the construction group doesn't want him anymore."

Mandy pressed her lips, and it looked like she wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"I only make 3,000 dollars a month, and it's really hard to support four people."

I looked up at Mandy and asked her to wait for me. Then, I turned into my bedroom.

I had just withdrawn some cash two days ago, so I searched the cabinet and took some out to give them. Just as I was about to open the door, I heard Mandy whisper in the living room.

"Pamela, will Taylor agree to raise them?"

"Shh. Keep your voice down. Let her take care of them for a few days. She will have to agree even if she doesn't want to!"

I resisted the urge to rush out. I adjusted my breathing and walked out, pretending to be calm.

I wanted to see what other tricks they were going to play!

"Mandy, I didn't even know you had two babies. Take these cash. On behalf of Zach, congratulations."

"No, Taylor, that's not what I meant." Mandy quickly declined, waving her hands.

"Just take them. They are for the kids."

Pamela chimed in, so Mandy took the money.

"Okay, then. Thank you, Taylor."

"It's not easy for you to come all the way here. Have dinner first and then go back."

Hearing my words, Mandy nudged Pamela with her elbow.

Pamela immediately said, "Jacob and Mandy rarely came here. They can stay here for more days!"

I didn't refuse and smiled, "I also want them to stay here for more days. But Vincent is not in good health, and Zach is not at home. I can't take you out for a walk."

Before, Vincent and Pamela had stayed here for more than half a year, claiming that they were in poor health and needed to see a doctor in the city.

If Vincent really had health problems, we should be filial to him. But Vincent had been checked several times, and the results all showed that he just had high blood pressure, nothing serious.

I didn't like living with elders, and I had told Zach about it before we got married. But they always thought that the house was bought by Zach and insisted on living here.

Mandy hurriedly said, "It's okay, Taylor. We can go out for a walk by ourselves. We won't bother you."

Why were they so shameless?

"Just live here at ease!" Vincent came out of the room and glared at me. He looked like he was targeting me.

Not to be outdone, I rolled my eyes. "Vincent, aren't you feeling unwell?"

"My family is back, and of course I feel much better!"

His words left me speechless.

But Jacob hurriedly asked after hearing Vincent's words.

"Dad, didn't Zach take good care of you?"

Then, he became sorrowful.

"I'm incompetent and have you living someone else's home."

"What do you mean by living someone else's home? This is Zach's home. Living here is just like living at my home!"

He was really shameless.

Vincent patted Jacob on the back and motioned for me to serve them water.

I snorted and pretended not to see it, so Pamela had to pour the water herself.

Mandy noticed that the atmosphere was a little subtle and said softly, "Why don't we just leave after dinner? We can't cause trouble for Taylor."

Mandy was naturally beautiful, and her pretentiousness made her look even more pitiful.

She was forcing me.

Vincent frowned, "I told you to live here at ease. Doesn't my words have any effect?"

"Of course they does," said I calmly.

Seeing Pamela was coming over with water, I continued, "You succeed in giving Tom's mother, Duffy, that piece of land at the entrance to the village."

"What? Vincent, how dare you give it to that slutty old woman?"