MY SUPER SON IN LAW - SEASON 1 EPISODE 56

Yvette Larson hummed as she walked out with a trash bag. Then, she spotted her husband lighting a cigarette in a car.

She tossed the trash bag into the trash can next to her and walked straight up to Finn Taylor. There was an indecipherable smile on her face.

Finn Taylor felt his hair stand on end as he caught a glimpse of that smile.

“Not bad, Mr. Taylor. You’re even driving such a luxurious car now.”

Finn Taylor was so frightened that he immediately got out of the car and stubbed his cigarette.

“Explain yourself.” Yvette Larson was polite and still had a smile on her face.

Finn Taylor picked up the cigarette and walked toward the trash can.

“Where are you going?”

“To throw this cigarette away.”

Thud!

Yvette Larson slammed her fist down on the car. “Stop right there!”

Finn Taylor—Master Peregrine, head of Peregrine Hall—stopped in his tracks, not daring to move the slightest bit.

“Tell me what’s with this car.”

“Oh, the car. Would you believe me if I said that I won it in a lucky draw?”

Yvette Larson’s smile got more charming, but she didn’t say a word. She simply stared at her spouse.

It was exactly because she was remaining silent that the latter panicked even more. “That… I still had some money from the late Old Master. I saw that you didn’t have a car to go to work with, and it’s because Mom and Dad had to walk home without a car that they nearly got into an accident. That’s why I bought a car.”

“Oh? Do you still have money then?” Yvette Larson found it hard to believe her husband. ‘Was the Old Master crazy? How could he have given Finn Taylor so much money? But now that the car is right in front of me, I can’t afford to disbelieve it either.’

“I still have some left. Do you want to confiscate it?” Finn Taylor took out a card and handed it to his wife.

He thanked the heavens that he had prepared this card beforehand. There were still 3,000 dollars left in it.

‘If my wife takes it and checks the balance, I might be able to fool her this time.’

What Finn Taylor hadn’t expected was for his wife to wave him off generously.

“Old Master gave it to you. Why are you giving it to me?” Although Yvette Larson wanted to take the card, she wasn’t after the money in it. She simply wanted to check how much was left so she could estimate how much the late Old Master had given her spouse.

But in the end, she gave up that thought.

In the past three years, their family had never given Finn Taylor a single cent.

Every month, her mom only gave him 200 dollars for groceries—200 dollars for a family of four for a whole month of groceries!

Yvette Larson had her suspicions that her husband had always paid out of his own pockets. Otherwise, how was it possible that they had meat to eat every day? ‘What would my husband do if I were to take away that card?’

“Let’s go home!”

Finn Taylor’s hands were still outstretched; he had never expected his wife to reject his card. ‘Isn’t she afraid that I will go astray because I have money now?’

In actual fact, Yvette Larson wasn’t in the slightest bit afraid.

‘Is Finn Taylor rich now? He already had this huge sum of money three years ago. In the past three years, it hasn’t just been our family. Even the Larson family and the entire San Francisco has bullied and humiliated him. Nonetheless, he’s taken it upon himself and has never had a change of heart.’

As such, Yvette Larson was still willing to trust him.

When they reached home, Finn Taylor casually placed the car key on the table.

He then suddenly realized that something was wrong. By the time he realized this and wanted to hide his key, it was too late.

Linda James reached out. “What’s that? Take it out.”

Finn Taylor stood still, not knowing what to do.

He eyed his spouse, who shrugged. She didn’t have any clue either.

With no other choice, Finn Taylor could only hand the key over.

“Oh, it’s a car key. Yvette, did you buy a car?” Linda James’s first reaction was to guess that her daughter had bought a new car.

Finn Taylor wasn’t even a thought.

“You silly girl. I’m not trying to scold you, but you’re really a spendthrift. Also, you’d better not leave your car key with Finn Taylor. He’s so clumsy; what if he damages the car? Finn Taylor, I’ll make the decision. You’ll have our family’s electric scooter from now on.”

Linda James found the key to the electric scooter and acted as though she was doing Finn Taylor a huge favor as she handed it to him.

Yvette Larson walked up, wanting to remind her mother that it was her husband who had purchased the car.

However, her husband stopped her with his gaze.

“Yvette, what car did you buy? Let’s go; I want to take a look at it. Francis, come out. Your daughter bought a car.” Linda James was emotional, feeling like she hadn’t raised her daughter for nothing. ‘My daughter is so filial that she bought us a car.’

As Francis Larson came out, the family walked out cheerfully to take a look at the car.

When Linda James saw the brand of the car, she couldn’t help but reproach her daughter. “Why did you buy a BMW? It’s so expensive. I know that you’re doing well and that you’re even the Deputy CEO now, but weren’t you just promoted? I don’t think your salary is high enough to pay for this car. Don’t tell me that you embezzled funds from the company! You’d better be careful.”

Yvette Larson didn’t know how to respond to her mother’s words. After all, she wasn’t even the one who bought the car.

However, she also couldn’t tell her mother about that. It was also true that she couldn’t afford this BMW with her measly salary.

That was why her mother had suspected her of embezzling the company funds. It was only normal for her to think that way.

Finn Taylor opened the car door and gestured for Linda James to get in. “Mom, try the chair. It’s made of real leather; it’s really comfortable.”

He was trying to coax his mother, but she shoved him aside. “Get lost, Finn Taylor. You’d better remember that this car has nothing to do with you. Without our permission, you’d better not touch this car! Look at your hands. They’re clearly to clean and cook. Do you think they’re worthy of touching this luxury car?”

Linda James really loved the car and looked upon Finn Taylor’s hands as though they had thorns and would ruin the car the moment he touched it.

She pushed Finn Taylor aside.

Finn Taylor didn’t know how to respond as his kindness had been taken for granted.

“What, are you unhappy that I said something about you? You’re a grown man, yet you can’t do anything right. All you do is laze around all day. Ever since you became a matrilocal son-in-law, what have you contributed to our family? Have you earned any money or bought anything for us? I think you’re really like those delusional men people talk about. All you want is to enjoy riches and a good life.

“Do you think you’re now like those wealthy people just because you’ve married into our family and that you can get anything you want? I’m telling you that you can keep dreaming about that. If you think I’m wrong, just take a look at yourself. You’re so useless; you’re no different from a wild dog begging for food. But if you were the one who bought this car, I definitely won’t say anything more. I’ll even give you a present as an apology.”