Chapter 4 Poor And Rude Husband

Eyes piercingly sharp, Esteban glanced around the room, finally fixing his eyes on Katherine.

Katherine was stunned. "What're you doing here?"

Before Esteban could answer, Darrell leaped up from the sofa and shouted angrily, "You said you didn't cheat on me, but you brought a man home!"

Myla and Isabel were also confused by Esteban's sudden appearance, eyeing him vigilantly.

Esteban frowned and said impatiently, "I'm Katherine's husband. I came here to meet her family. What's wrong with that?"

Myla's jaw went slack. "What? Husband?"

Then she looked down at Esteban's empty hands. Seeing that he didn't bring any gifts, her shock was quickly replaced with disdain.

"Katherine, getting married is no trivial matter. Why didn't you tell us about this? And how could you marry such a poor man with no manners?"

Myla shook her head in disgust as she spoke. She had thought that she could make a fortune if Katherine married a rich man. Now, however, it seemed that she could get nothing out of her.

"Katherine, you got married out of the blue. Did you find someone to play husband to get back at me?" Darrell sneered.

He refused to believe that the conservative and reserved Katherine would actually cheat on him. In a sarcastic tone, he added, "But you didn't think this performance through, did you? If he really came here to meet your family, why didn't he bring any gifts?"

Isabel sneered in disdain, "Maybe he's too poor to buy gifts."

Seeing that Esteban pulled a long face, Katherine pulled him behind her to protect him, ready to face these unreasonable people alone.

"My husband just wanted to drop by. It's not a formal visit. Besides, Darrell never brought any gifts whenever he came here, so why should my husband bring gifts?"

Being defended like this, Esteban was stunned for a while. When he came to his senses, he realized just how unreasonable his new wife's family was.

Darrell was rendered speechless. He could only look to Isabel for help.

"Grandma, Katherine's so audacious. Plus, we have no idea who this man is. What if he's a liar? A con artist?" Isabel continued to fan the flames, whispering provocations into Myla's ears.

Myla's expression darkened. Glaring at Esteban, she continued to interrogate her new grandson-in-law.

"What's your name, young man? Where are you from? What do your parents do for a living? More importantly, what do you do for a living?"

Katherine wanted to defend him, but the man behind her stopped her.

Esteban stepped out from behind her and answered impatiently, "I'm Esteban James. I was born and raised in Ebeunhull. I don't have parents. I run a company."

"Oh? Turns out he's just an orphan. And, nowadays, anyone can run a company. And what kind of business could he have started at this age without the help of his parents? Darrell's the design director of a huge company. He earns over a million dollars a year. But at the end of the day, I guess an orphan and a girl who grew up in an orphanage are a match made in heaven."

Isabel sneered in contempt, insulting Esteban without scruples.

Being praised in the same breath, Darrell was in a good mood. "Katherine, it looks like you could only settle for a loser after breaking up with me."

"Watch your mouth." Katherine's anger flared when they started mocking Esteban being an orphan.

"Darrell, have you forgotten how you became the director? You relied on my designs to get that promotion. Who gave you the balls to look down on people who start a business with their own blood, sweat, and tears?"

"Bullshit! What the hell are you talking about? You shut your mouth, or I'll-"

Darrell was shamed into anger, and in a fit of rage, he raised his hand to hit Katherine.

Esteban's eyes flashed.

He reached out and caught Darrell by the wrist. Then he exerted some force on his grip.

"There is a limit to my patience."

Esteban didn't raise his voice, but his words sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Pain shot up from Darrell's wrist, and he felt that if Esteban exerted any more force, he'd break a bone. He couldn't help but cry out in pain, screaming, "Help me!"

"What are you doing? You're hurting him!" Myla pounded the table and stood up. Shifting her hostile glare from Esteban to Katherine, she barked, "You show me no respect. Since that's the case, you're not welcome in this house."

Then, without waiting for a response, she retreated to her room in a huff.

Katherine watched her hobble away, feeling both pathetic and ridiculous. She was the victim, yet she was treated as the bully.

On their first day as a married couple, her husband witnessed firsthand just how unreasonable her family was. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed about it.

"I'm so sorry you had to see that. Please don't take their words seriously. They didn't mean it," Katherine said to Esteban awkwardly, rubbing her arms.

Seeing how upset she was, Esteban frowned. And judging from what just happened, it was clear that Katherine wasn't treated well in this family.

He didn't want to waste too much time here, so he said, "Since Katherine and I are married, she should move into my place."