Cupid's Arrow Hit On Me novel (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 155

“Of course, I have no problem if you want to be a slave to your husband, Chelsea. However, my sister is not one. Men and women are both equals in this day and age. There should be equality between spouses. No one is better than the other.

“It’s your choice to be under your husband’s thumb, but don’t force your values on my sister.

“Hank struck my sister first and bashed her real bad. My sister only retaliated to stay alive. She was acting out of self-defense. There’s no way my sister will apologize with gifts! You should be talking sense into Hank to apologize to my sister.”

Serenity reflected indifference and assertiveness on her face without fear of offending Liberty’s in-laws. She added. “You can send my sister back here if you think my sister spends money like water rather than earning it. Don’t ever use force on her. You might care about your son and brother, but I cherish my sister too.

“And one more thing. My sister spent over a thousand bucks on clothes the other day because I was bringing my husband to meet the family. My sister wanted to get her family new clothes to be presentable. It was not all spent on herself. You can’t hold an isolated incident against her.

“It has been a while since my sister has anything new to wear after marrying into your family. Yet, you refuse to let the matter go. Sure, your family has been kind, but if that’s considered kind, the rest of us must be Mother Theresa then.”

Serenity’s words got under the mother and daughter’s skin. Of course, they were livid beyond measure.

They stood firm that they were right while Liberty was in the wrong.

“God forbid my sister didn’t cook for one day. You were all over her, saying that it was like Hank didn’t have a wife. Well, if you think about it on the flip side, it’s like my sister doesn’t have a husband either. What’s the point of marriage when the husband can’t support his wife? He should marry his own family instead.

“Besides, it’s not like my sister doesn’t do anything. Mrs. Brown, you work your *ss off at your daughter’s place. Do you think managing a home is easy?”

Mrs. Brown opened her mouth. Yet, no words escaped her lips.

She and her husband handled the chores, looked after the young ones, and tutored the kids with their homework at their daughter’s place. Truth be told, it was no walk in the park. It was rather annoying, especially when the kids were so little. The children did not know any better and were naughty to mess up the house.