Part 1 | The Day I Got A Job Offer, Cindy, My Cousin's Wife, Announced She Was Pregnant. She Gave Me Two Options

The Day I Got A Job Offer, Cindy, My Cousin's Wife, Announced She Was Pregnant. She Gave Me Two Options | Part 1

The Day I Got A Job Offer, Cindy, My Cousin's Wife, Announced She Was Pregnant. She Gave Me Two Options

Part 1

The Day I Got A Job Offer, Cindy, my cousin's wife, announced she was pregnant. She gave me two options: move out or pay $10,000 a month for living expenses. But what she didn't know is that the house we're living in now is mine, and the money we use also comes from me.

The day I received my offer letter, Uncle Mark made a huge feast. Even Jason, my cousin, who was usually too busy with work, rushed home before dinner. After a few rounds of drinks, Cindy, who had been quietly eating, suddenly spoke, "I'm pregnant." The room went silent for a few seconds before it burst into laughter and excitement. Jason's face turned red with joy as he stared at Cindy's belly. "Really, Cindy? Why didn't you tell me?" Cindy smiled shyly, "I wanted to surprise you." No one was happier than Uncle Mark and Aunt Linda. Jason and Cindy had been married for 3 years without having any children. I was genuinely happy for Cindy and thought to myself, "I'll definitely give my future niece or nephew a big gift."

As the joyful atmosphere grew, Cindy suddenly put down her chopsticks. "There's one more thing I want to mention," she said. Aunt Linda, her eyes still full of joy, asked, "What is it?" "I think Sierra should move out," Cindy said with a cold expression. "She's already found a job, and now that I'm pregnant, it's going to be inconvenient after the baby is born." The room instantly became silent, and Uncle Mark and Aunt Linda's faces grew awkward. Cindy, though usually quiet, had never spoken to me with such a cold tone. I had always thought she was nice, so I responded kindly, "There shouldn't be any inconvenience, and when the baby arrives, I can even help take care of it."

"When the baby comes, there won't be enough room for everyone," she said. "How could that be?" I said, trying to be considerate. "We can clean up the attic floor and make room for your little family. There will be more than enough space." Cindy shot me an inexplicable glare. Aunt Linda chimed in to reassure her, "Cindy, don't worry. We'll make sure neither you nor the baby is uncomfortable."

Cindy wasn't finished. "When I have the baby, I'll be recovering and won't be able to move around or dress properly. It's just not right to have an outsider in the house." Suddenly, her expression softened again. "Sierra, I'm not trying to force you out, but you've been living here for so many years. Isn't it time you moved on?" Seeing my face darken, Cindy added, "Your parents passed away early when you were in college and grad school, and my in-laws covered all your living expenses. Nowadays, young women are all about independence. It's time you learned some self-respect and started living on your own."

Uncle Mark, who had been silent for a long time, finally slammed his hand on the table, yelling at Cindy, "That's enough! You're getting out of line! Jason, take your wife back to your room." Jason quickly stepped in to defend her, "Dad, Cindy's pregnant. Why are you yelling at her? Besides, she's not wrong." Uncle Mark lost it. He slammed his glass down and shouted at Jason, "Then you can get out too! Cindy wasn't wrong!" 

Seven years ago, my parents were in a car accident and both became comatose. That year, I was about to take my college entrance exams, juggling between school and the hospital. I started thinking about hiring a nurse when Uncle Mark found out. He came to me and said, "Sierra, you don't need to hire a nurse. Aunt Linda and I can take care of them." Uncle Mark had always been kind to me, but taking care of one person in a coma was already hard, let alone two. "It's no trouble," he said, tears welling in his eyes. "They're my sister and brother-in-law, after all. No one will care for them better than family." After thinking it over, I agreed and paid Uncle Mark and Aunt Linda triple the normal rate to take care of my parents. They did a great job. Every time I visited, there was no smell or mess on them. They looked after my parents for over a year before both passed away.

The tension in the room was palpable, and everyone had their eyes on me. I took a deep breath, trying to stay calm. After living in that house for so many years and helping the family, hearing Cindy, who barely knew the whole story, treat me like an outsider in my own home was too much. My chest tightened, and with each word she spat, I held back from exploding. But I had reached my limit. Cindy, still with a harsh expression, continued with more venom in her voice, "I'm just saying what's obvious, Sierra. You've been living here for way too long. It's time you learn to live on your own. I know you may be comfortable here, but..." she hesitated for a second, giving Jason a superior glance, "the truth is, this house isn't yours, and since I'm the one having a baby, we should be the priority."

Jason, who had been standing by her side, tried to soften the blow but failed miserably. "Sierra, you know this isn't personal, but Cindy's pregnant, and well, things are changing." I stared at the two of them, my gaze fixed, feeling my patience completely vanish. It was time to lay everything out in the open, not out of pride, but out of necessity. I had stayed quiet for too long, and that had only allowed people to think they could walk all over me. With a voice steadier than I expected, I said,

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