I’m a Mother-in-Law, but I Dislike Conflict with My Daughter-in-Law - Chapter 101

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I’m a Mother-in-Law, But I Don’t Want Family Conflicts Episode 101

 

What tormented her more than the guilt of ruining the Scholar Family and the burden of being called a genius was the loneliness of no longer having family by her side.

 

She had no siblings, no parents.

 

Her relatives were only interested in the family’s wealth, so the only people Milliona could trust were the Servants.

 

The Man named Lotos targeted Milliona’s loneliness.

 

They say everyone has at least one talent.

 

Lotos was a master at dealing with women like Milliona.

 

He whispered the words Milliona wanted to hear.

 

‘Don’t listen to those people, they’re all just jealous of you.’

 

‘Only I can understand you. Will you show me that Invention you made last time?’

 

‘How about we have a child? It would be such a cute child, taking after you. You need family, don’t you.’

 

When he was by her side, all the noise seemed to disappear.

 

Lotos always took her side, regardless of appearances.

 

It didn’t take long for Milliona to lose her heart to Lotos.

 

She casually dismissed stories about Lotos’s bad reputation with women or the many women who were jealous of Milliona.

 

Love solves everything.

 

The genius inventor believed in such trivial romance Novel nonsense.

 

The baseless logic that Lotos, who understood her suffering and solved her loneliness, would make her happy… was refuted as soon as Mabel was born.

 

“His true nature was revealed.”

 

Lotos didn’t want to welcome Milliona as his Wife.

 

His goal was to become the son-in-law of the wealthy Metokan Family.

 

A wallet that never emptied no matter how much he spent, and a Family House with no adults to interfere with him – Metokan was a place that suited his taste.

 

In that sense, Mabel was decent ‘material’ for Lotos.

 

She was proof that he was devoted to his family, and a target to reduce Milliona’s obsession.

 

‘Lotos, I heard rumors. It’s not true, right? You and the Noble Lady of the Tenens Family…’

 

‘How could I do such a thing? It’s just a false rumor. I only have you and Mabel.’

 

His words were smooth, but the rumors grew like a snowball.

 

When Lotos became known in High Society as a playboy and Milliona earned the nickname of a woman who couldn’t manage her Husband, Milliona made a decision.

 

For her, it was a rational decision, the best decision she could make as head of the family.

 

“I revoked his rights. I prevented him from touching the family’s assets and forbade him from entering High Society. According to his expression, I… confined him.”

 

It was a natural measure. Lotos’s extravagance couldn’t be handled even with love.

 

That’s when Lotos began to return to his true self.

 

‘Why are you being so selfish? I’m also a member of the Metokan Family!’

 

‘You won’t give me property rights – do you see me as a doll?’

 

‘Sorry, I’m just an ignorant husband who can’t keep up with your high-level conversations.’

 

What started as insults and criticism became more serious discord with each passing day.

 

Not only did his anger spread to Mabel, but he even came to the research laboratory to interfere with her, and eventually began using physical violence.

 

Among the servants, many quit because they couldn’t stand his tyrannical behavior.

 

They had to separate. By the time she made that decision, the situation had deteriorated beyond control.

 

Getting divorced meant removing his name from the Noble Registry.

 

Milliona knew how difficult and arduous that would be.

 

In those desperate days when she could neither return to the past nor dream of the future… Mabel came to her with her first invention.

 

“There was a wound on her cheek.”

 

“…”

 

“The night before, she must have seen that man and me fighting. After I got drunk and went to bed first, she showed her invention to that bastard first. She asked if she could become an inventor like her mother, and that bastard… hit Mabel.”

 

Lotos struck Mabel’s cheek, and the wedding ring on his finger left a wound on the child’s face.

 

The reason he hit her was simple.

 

‘Are you going to disrespect me like your mother does?’

 

Though Kalsemo applied ointment, the wound on her young skin still had drops of blood on it the next morning.

 

Despite being rejected by her father, Mabel didn’t care and presented her invention to Milliona.

 

‘Mother, I can make things too.’

 

It was a mechanical device so well-made that even Milliona was impressed.

 

Looking at it, Milliona felt her vision go dark.

 

‘Ah- this child is… just like me.’

 

Mabel was a genius. She was brilliant and an outstanding inventor, worthy of being a successor.

 

She had an intuition that fate would repeat itself.

 

This child would be used just like she had been.

 

Beasts who would covet this talent would surely appear… why did such talent have to be passed down to her daughter of all people?

 

In the end, Milliona couldn’t offer any praise for Mabel’s first invention.

 

After discovering that Mabel had talent, Lotos shamelessly insulted both mother and daughter.

 

He even mixed in curses, saying the child didn’t resemble him at all and asking if she had met another man somewhere.

 

‘Mabel? What’s wrong?’

 

During this time, she noticed that Mabel would tremble whenever she stood before Lotos.

 

The violence Lotos had inflicted had become a trauma.

 

Only then did her affection for Lotos completely disappear.

 

‘From now on, our family is just the two of us. Forget that man.’

 

After telling Mabel to forget her father, she threw him out.

 

The divorce papers were somehow processed.

 

Fortunately, the newly appointed Emperor was deeply interested in her inventions, so he only allowed the registry modification after receiving the weapon blueprints she secretly delivered.

 

The evidence that Milliona had compiled during that time also played a part.

 

While the public heard that Lotos had left the family, in reality it was no different from banishment.

 

‘It doesn’t matter anymore. My only family is Mabel.’

 

So I must protect Mabel.

 

With that single-minded determination, Milliona took away Mabel’s inventions.

 

‘I can’t understand it.’

 

While disparaging everything That Child made, the knowledge she tried to possess.

 

‘Make friends.’

 

She acted like a warm Mother.

 

‘Half-hearted failure is of no use.’

 

She harshly refined and used the words ‘You must not fail like I did.’

 

“I can’t help it. That Child resembles me.”

 

Sitting in the chair, Milliona clutched her head.

 

Her completely disheveled hair fell down.

 

“No matter how much I try to close the lid, it will inevitably burst out and shine. That’s the nature of talent. Just like when I made those disgusting weapon parts all night long, despite Elder Brother and Father’s opposition.”

 

And that talent would end up stealing away happiness.

 

‘Hmm, divorce? If perhaps the Baron committed any improper acts…’

 

“You know what? When I went with the divorce papers, I was the one who had to provide more evidence. That bastard was the one who committed adultery, but since I was the family head… they said I had to prove my innocence. It didn’t matter at all how much money I had or what knowledge I possessed.”

 

“…”

 

“After that, all sorts of rumors followed. The Wife abandoned by her Husband, the witch blinded by gold ingots… and scandals too shameful to speak of.”

 

Milliona’s drinking began from that time.

 

When she stayed still, memories of her past with Lotos would surface.

 

Regretting her foolish actions, wounded by Lotos’s criticism, her heart rotted more with each passing day.

 

“But I can’t help it. If I don’t drink this, the voices won’t stop. And I can’t just leave Mabel alone either. If That Child’s talent is revealed, she’ll surely become the heir.”

 

No, the Metokan Family’s vain delusion had to end with her generation.

 

‘A woman’s joy is becoming a Mother. Just because you became some scholar-‘

 

“As they say, it’s better to enjoy ordinary happiness. Then there’s no need for such worries, no need to fear being used. You can trust friends and lovers as they are. You don’t need to be smart. No, you shouldn’t be smart. That’s the way to be more… in living in This World.”

 

The path to happiness.

 

Milliona believed that.

 

That becoming more foolish, more incompetent, was sometimes more comfortable.

 

“So, Mabel, at least Mabel….”

 

“…ona.”

 

“You can resent me if you want. I can’t let that child get hurt again. What I want to leave behind isn’t something like that.”

 

“Milliona.”

 

“Rather than a parent like me, rather than this sense of responsibility, someone who can make that child happy….”

 

“Milliona!”

 

Wilhelmina burst into Milliona’s clouded vision.

 

Milliona, who had been muttering with her head down, finally realized she had been talking to herself.

 

At some point, she had stopped hearing Wilhelmina’s voice.

 

In front of Milliona was Wilhelmina, kneeling and looking up at her.

 

She grabbed Milliona’s shoulders and called out her name.

 

“Look at me, Milliona.”

 

“Grand, Grand Duchess-”

 

“It’s okay. No one was blaming you. There’s only you and me here.”

 

Wilhelmina, who had come close enough that her breathing could be felt, continued speaking calmly.

 

“Those voices are all hallucinations. Focus on me.”

 

There was a strange power in Wilhelmina’s words.

 

The fading consciousness and the voices from the past that had been tormenting her ears disappeared instantly.

 

Like opening a window in a dusty room, a refreshing breeze rushed in.

 

Wilhelmina moved her hands from the shoulders and firmly grasped Milliona’s thin hands.

 

“I didn’t come here to blame you. You don’t need to confess your sins to me either.”

 

“But….”

 

“Because you’re not a sinner.”

 

“….”

 

“Baron, Mabel still loves you. More than an outsider like me, she’s trying to understand you. So… don’t blame yourself. That man who tormented you and Mabel has already left.”

 

Tears that had dried up from alcohol flowed down her cheeks.

 

Wilhelmina supported her falling head with her own shoulder.

 

“You protected your family.”

 

“Sob….”

 

Wilhelmina embraced Milliona.

 

In this gentle embrace, different from Lotos’s, without any calculation… Milliona wept with a choked voice.

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