Chapter 82 What Type Of Family Is This 2
NADIA
Dean and I spent most of our time flirting in the car, but whenever I tried to go beyond teasing, he would stop me.
"What a load of crap." I thought, feeling sexually frustrated.
"We're here," Dean said after parking his car in front of what appeared to be his parents' mansion.
"I see your family has a lot of money," I said, teasing him.
"You also come from a wealthy family, my Nadia," Dean retorted.
Touché . - I said, flashing an amused smile.
"Are we going in or not?" I asked, seeing that he hesitated before answering.
Let's go. - He got out of the car and then opened the door for me.
What a gentleman. - I teased him.
"Just for you, my sexy lady." He smiled mischievously.
"How can I not love this man?"
Then he took my hand and led me to the entrance of the enormous mansion, where he rang the doorbell and waited a few seconds for the door to open.
Mr. Hartford. - Said an elderly gentleman in uniform.
"Hello William," Dean replied with a half-smile.
"He seems to like the old man," I thought.
"Hello, Miss Thompson," the old man said, looking at me with his wrinkled face.
Hello. - I replied politely.
How does this old man know my name? I thought.
"Come in," the old man said, opening the door for us to enter.
The interior of the mansion was excessively large, with luxurious furniture and an ostentatious display that bordered on nauseating.
"Son!" exclaimed a middle-aged man with black hair and brown eyes.
"Is that my father-in-law?" I thought after noticing that he had called Dean his son.
"Dad," Dean replied indifferently.
"How strange."
"And you must be Nadia," Dean's father said, standing very close to me.
"How uncomfortable," I thought, feeling uneasy as he approached me.
"Yes, I am, Mr. Hartford," I said, offering an awkward smile.
"You can call me Robert," he said in an intimate tone.
"What the hell is going on here?" I thought, looking at Dean and seeing that his eyes were dark.
"Don't get so close to her," Dean said, pulling me by the waist.
"Don't be so jealous, Dean," Mr. Hartford said with a mocking smile.
"Where could Dean's mother be?" I thought, hoping that my mother-in-law was a normal person.
"Dean," said an incredibly beautiful woman with blonde hair and beautiful eyes.
Elizabeth. - Dean replied in a very unpleasant tone.
"Holy crap." I thought, noticing the tense atmosphere between the two.
"And you must be his girlfriend," Elizabeth said, looking me up and down.
"Girlfriend?" I thought, already feeling a deadly rage towards this woman.
"Honey, don't be rude to my daughter-in-law," Dean's father said, approaching the arrogant woman.
"Honey?" I murmured, confused.
"Yes, she is my wife," Dean's father replied.
"Is that my mother-in-law?" I thought, my eyes widening, but before I could ask anything, the little dog entered the room.
"Well, well, look who's finally arrived," the dog said in a mocking tone.
"Hi Sofia," I said, forcing myself to be polite in front of my father-in-law and my supposed mother-in-law.
"No need to pretend, darling, because I won't." She spoke in that irritating tone of voice and then left the room with her nose in the air.
"Ah, if I catch that bitch, I'll kill her." I thought, feeling my blood boil.
"Stay calm," Dean whispered in my ear.
"I'm calm," I whispered back.
"For now, at least."
DEAN
My father was devouring Nadia with his eyes, while my stepmother looked at her with disgust.
"Well, well, look who's finally here," said my sister, emerging from some hole in the house.
"Hi Sofia," Nadia replied, trying to be polite, but I knew she was seething with anger.
"No need to pretend, darling, because I won't," my sister said, just to tease her.
"Damn it, Sofia," I thought as I noticed Nadia's eyes darken and her hands clench into fists.
"Stay calm," I whispered in her ear.
"I'm calm," she whispered back, but I knew she was hanging by a thread.
Nadia had a short fuse, just like me, and for that reason, the night would be a challenge for both of us.
"Dinner is ready," said William.
"We're on our way," my father replied.
"So, shall we go?" my father asked, his eyes fixed on Nadia's cleavage.
"You bastard." I thought, feeling my anger begging to be released.
"Let's go," I replied, giving my father a death glare, which he simply ignored, and left the room hand in hand with Elizabeth.
"Dean, what kind of family is this?" Nadia murmured, shocked and a little annoyed.
"Unfortunately, mine," I said, taking her hand and then leading her to the dining room.
My father sat next to Elizabeth, while Sofia sat next to her boyfriend of the month.
Sit down. - I pulled out the chair so Nadia could sit down next to her.
"So, lovebirds, how long have you been together?" my father asked.
"It will be a month tomorrow," Nadia replied.
"Is that all?" my stepmother asked, disgusted.
"Yes, we are dating," Nadia replied again.
"But we already knew each other before."
"Oh yeah, you were my brother's whore," Sofia said, then let out a boisterous laugh along with my stepmother.
"Shut up!" I exclaimed, slamming my fist on the table.
"If you insult her again, I won't be responsible for my actions."
Nadia was visibly surprised by my reaction, as was Sofia.
"What are you going to do, brother?" Sofia asked, provoking me.
"Are you going to hit me because of that little slut?"
Yes... – I was about to say yes when Nadia interrupted me.
"No, he won't," she said, glaring at Sofia with clear fury.
"But I will!"
And then Nadia stood up abruptly from her chair and went straight for Sofia
"Damn, now we're really screwed."