Hearing her say that, Henry Sullivan clenched his fist slightly. When Isla was by his side before, his mom would always find fault repeatedly.
Now that he was married to the daughter of a student his father favored, she was still finding fault.
With a cold expression, he said in a deep voice, "You don’t need to take my mom’s words to heart.
She can’t dictate my affairs, and the same goes for you.
If anything comes up, call me and discuss it with me.
Make your own decisions about your life.
No need to get upset over what my mom says. Even if you can’t pretend you didn’t hear it, let it go in one ear and out the other."
Ivy Miller chuckled, "You say that, but a mother-in-law is still a mother-in-law.
I can’t go too far with her.
But I have my own thoughts, and the mother-in-law can’t do anything about it.
Like that day, she might have said those things just to scare me, to make me an obedient daughter-in-law.
I got her point. When you take from someone, it’s hard to speak against them.
So I didn’t take the card.
I have hands and feet, I can earn money to buy what I want.
If I can’t afford it, I can just admire it from afar.
Who says I have to marry into a wealthy family to be a submissive one?
I can continue being a big pauper in the wealthy family too.
After all, my current conditions are not bad, right, uncle?"
Henry Sullivan turned his head and smiled; he had underestimated this girl.
His mom must have been quite angry that day.
After all, no one had dared to speak to her like that before.
"You’re laughing, uncle? I’m not telling a joke; your mom is really scary, you know.
But that aside, your dad’s a nice guy.
He’s been to my house for meals a few times, and each time he asks if I need anything.
He’s kind, much better than your mom."
Henry Sullivan nodded. If this girl wasn’t the daughter-in-law his father had chosen, but the one he himself had chosen, she would definitely have had a hard time.
"That’s just how my mom is; bear with her a little."
He said as he stood up to clear the dishes, "Alright, I’ll take the dishes back, you take a nap."
"What about you? Are you going to the office?"
"I’ll be back later, otherwise the cafeteria will be closed."
Hearing he would come back, she smiled knowingly and nodded, "Okay."
She washed her hands, turned around, and lay on the bed. She had gotten up a bit early that morning and really needed a little nap.
Otherwise, she would lack energy in the afternoon.
When Henry returned, he found she was already lying on the bed, still fiddling with her phone.
Seeing she was browsing through online shops, he bent over and snatched the phone from her hand.
Ivy Miller panicked, "Hey, uncle, what are you doing?"
"No phones during nap time," he said while turning off her phone and placing it on the TV cabinet beside them. He then lay down on the bed as well.
Seeing him lie down, Ivy Miller’s heart skipped a beat, and she moved a little obediently inward.
Wasn’t he supposed to sleep on the sofa?
"U-Uncle, are you napping too?"
"It’s my habit, sleep," he said, already lying on his side with his back to her.
Ivy Miller’s mind started to wander, but her thoughts were mainly about the intimate scenes from the night before.
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She climbed up slowly, just about to crawl over him to get out of bed, when he heard the movement and turned over.
She was startled for a moment, looked down at him she had just trapped on the bed, blinking her eyes. Their current position... quite suggestive.