Helping My Mother-in-Law Divorce SuccessfullyChapter 1

My husband, Adrian Sinclair, seemed to be cheating on me.

After seeing this, my mother-in-law, Linda Taylor, yelled at me, "It's all because you don't usually dress up!"

The next day, she received photos of my father-in-law, Ryan Sinclair, with young girls.

Then she came to me crying and asked me to help her get a divorce.

Every family had its conflicts.

As a senior lawyer who graduated from the University of Political Science and Law, I never expected that one day I would have to help Linda with a divorce lawsuit.

The story began three days ago.

After marrying into a wealthy family last year, I had to accompany my mother-in-law shopping.

Actually, I didn't like shopping.

But Linda couldn't stand the fact that I always wore dark suits, and she insisted on taking me shopping with her.

It was called cultivating my aesthetic faculties.

"Linda, I have something to do at the company. I'll ask the driver to pick you up."

After walking around for an hour, I really couldn't stand it anymore and found an excuse to leave.

I looked at the fair-skinned, beautiful and charming woman in front of me. Linda was really beautiful.

She was as beautiful in her 40s as a girl in her 20s.

"No, hurry up and pick out some clothes. You keep dressing like an old woman. Adrian will be back in a couple of days. If you don't dress up, he will be seduced by another girl."

Again. It was the same theory again that if I didn't dress up Adrian would be seduced.

I didn't understand her thoughts. I married Adrian because we have the same values and ideas.

And there was the affection we had during our four years together in college.

It was never because of external or family conditions.

I rubbed my eyebrows and walked outside.

As soon as I walked out the door, I saw a couple talking and laughing in the jewelry store next door, and my mind went blank for a moment.

"Mia, what are you doing outside..."

I didn't expect Linda's words to come true so soon.

Adrian was shopping in a jewelry store with a young woman, who even tapped him on the head affectionately.

The atmosphere between the two was indescribably harmonious and intimate.

I wanted to walk towards that direction but Linda grabbed my arm.

I looked at her in confusion as she grabbed my hand.

"Linda, what are you doing?"

"Don't fight. It will be so embarrassing for you to go there now..."