Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law

Glades Horne's low and husky voice rose in the hall as he meticulously recounted the whole incident.

Anyone who heard about the scene at that time would have wanted to slap Adele Horne. Julia Bluen had, in fact, been quite restrained.

In the end, he looked deeply into Mila Anderson's eyes and said earnestly, "Mom, Adele is your daughter, your treasured jewel. When you heard she was hit by Julia, you flew into a rage without even asking why, immediately set on seeking justice for Adele. But Julia also has parents who cherish her as their treasured jewel. If they knew she had been wronged and bullied, they would also think about seeking justice for her. Mom, we're all mothers; please try to see it from her perspective."

Only Glades understood her.

Julia Bluen was so moved she started crying and once again buried herself in Glades Horne's embrace, her voice choked with emotion as she said, "Glades, I'm alright. I'm not holding onto it anymore, I'm not mad anymore, and you shouldn't be either, okay? I was also at fault. Let's not pursue this any further, alright?"

"Julia, I've said that no one, no matter who, is allowed to harm even a single hair on your head." Glades Horne hugged her delicate frame tightly, his voice firm as he addressed everyone present, enunciating each word.

"Glades, we are a family. It's normal for a family to have conflicts and misunderstandings now and then. What family hasn't had such issues? As long as we clear things up and don't let any resentment linger, we are still a family. Glades, let's just consider what happened today as a family spat," Julia Bluen pleaded, hugging his waist and looking up at him from his embrace.

She genuinely wanted to calm her husband's rage. Even though she had just felt terribly wronged, angry, and embarrassed, seeing Glades Horne furious on her behalf made her feel that all the suffering was worth it. She didn't want him to continue like this. If he did, the situation could become unmanageable. If things truly escalated to an uncontrollable point and word got out, everyone would blame her, the daughter-in-law. They would believe Glades Horne would harm even his own family for his wife's sake. If he found out about such talk, his rage would intensify, and more people could be hurt. Moreover, she didn't want Glades Horne to be criticized by outsiders as unfilial. She hoped to win over her mother-in-law and sister-in-law with her actions, genuinely earning their acceptance, rather than Glades having to use harsh measures to compel it.

Glades Horne didn't respond immediately. He just very tenderly wiped away her falling tears. Each scalding teardrop felt like fire on his hand. He hadn't loved the wrong woman, nor had he pampered her in vain. She was a good wife and daughter-in-law who valued the bigger picture and family harmony. If his mother still failed to appreciate that in the future, then it would be his mother's fault. If it had been any other woman, spoiled and protected by him like this, she probably would have been ecstatic, even relishing his outburst on her behalf. But Julia Bluen wasn't like that. She had her principles; as long as they weren't crossed, she always prioritized the family's well-being. Her words, "When a family is harmonious, all affairs prosper," were deeply etched into his heart.

As he touched her swollen face, his gaze turned cold and intense again, his heart aching as if pierced by a knife.

"Julia, I promised to give you a life of peace and a lifetime of happiness, but I've let you be wronged," he said, his hoarse voice filled with endless apology. His words moved everyone present. They knew that if he didn't release his anger now, every person sitting there would be tormented by him until they begged for mercy.

By that point, if anyone still couldn't see his true feelings, they would have to be blind.

Everyone had thought that when Glades Horne lost his temper, no one could calm his rage. But now, they suddenly realized someone could soothe him during his outbursts—that person was Julia Bluen.

How deep must his love be for Glades Horne to say, "I promise you a life of peace, a lifetime of happiness"? How profound must his feelings be to protect her to such a degree?

The depth of a person's love cannot be measured by anyone, and Glades Horne's love for Julia Bluen was too deep for even the ocean to comprehend.

James Horne sat there, his hands clenching unconsciously, his heart churning like a tempestuous sea.

Ah, Glades, he thought, truly the one I admire most. He always captivates my gaze, always stirs my emotions. And Julia... she stirred even stronger ripples in the lake of his heart, causing the feelings he had learned to suppress to take flight once more. His years of secret longing for her had become impossible to restrain, impossible to let go. He didn't regret his inappropriate feelings for his sister-in-law. Because they were worth it. He wouldn't try to break them up. He would rather bear the pain for a lifetime, watching from afar, silently blessing them. As long as they were happy, he would be happy too.

"Julia..." Mila Anderson was truly moved.

Doesn't she know her own daughter's personality? For Julia Bluen to hit Adele, her daughter must have said something incredibly vile and excessive. Otherwise, how could Julia possibly have struck her? Even if she did, it would have been a mere gesture. As the elder sister-in-law, what's wrong with reprimanding a younger sister-in-law who's out of line? Yet, the slap she herself had delivered... it had been with all her strength...

Adele Horne was still scared to death; as long as her brother hadn't spoken, she knew she hadn't escaped this ordeal.

Glades Horne looked deeply at his mother, then sighed heavily. She's my mother, after all. What can I really do to her? Right now, she seems to understand everything. Her remorse and self-reproach show she was just momentarily misled by Adele's impulsive words. Mothers are like mother hens, instinctively protecting their young. I understand that.

Turning, he fixed his gaze on Adele Horne. I can let Mom off the hook, but as for my sister... I absolutely must deal with her. I need to teach her a harsh lesson.

"Hand over all your bank cards!"

Adele Horne trembled violently. I'd rather he beat me or scold me than cut off my finances! I'm accustomed to luxury, entertainment, and fine dining! Without money, it's a death sentence!