“It’s a surprise, Tanya. We’re going with Mom.”

The confident voice of my husband echoed in the entranceway.

While glancing at my happy husband and his mother, I couldn’t contain my surprise. Naturally so. After all, this trip was our honeymoon.

So it was natural to be shocked to hear that my husband planned to bring his mother along.

Confused by my husband’s statement, while I was thinking about what to say, he made a face like he was chewing on a bitter bug and voiced his dissatisfaction.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you happy?” he asked.

There was no way I could be.

He should have understood that. After all, there was a deep rift between me and his mother, which I had repeatedly complained about.

His mother seemed unable to forgive me, the woman who stole her precious son.

Every time she saw me, she would unleash obvious sarcasm. Especially troublesome was her act of being the perfect mother when my husband was around.

Because of this, even if I expressed how difficult it was for me, my husband would not believe me.

Still, it was clear that I had difficulties with his mother. Yet to proceed with such a plan, what was he thinking?

“Did you book Mom’s plane ticket? Is the hotel reserved?” I asked.

And my husband looked perplexed.

“Ah, I thought I’d book it later.”

“That’s impossible. When do you think we booked ours?” I raised my voice.

Of course, there was no reservation for his mother.

It was baffling for them to think of having her accompany us during the peak tourist season without a reservation.

When I explained this point to him, he snorted as usual.

“Then could you give us all the tickets?”

For a moment, I didn’t grasp the meaning of his words and asked for confirmation, to which he repeated, displeased.

“If there’s no ticket for my mother, then give me yours. I paid for the trip, so I have that right.”

The smug face of my mother-in-law entered my field of vision, and I was shocked.

I could only be astonished at her attitude. I cannot understand at all what he is thinking.

This is not just a regular trip. It’s our honeymoon.

I can’t believe he would plan such an important trip with his own mother. Of course, I would want to avoid even a normal trip with my mother-in-law.

As I stood with my mouth open in surprise, my mother-in-law had a smug look on her face. She seemed very pleased that her son was prioritizing her.

“Come on, hurry up. There shouldn’t be a problem since I paid for it,” he says.

Does he think that just because he paid, he can do whatever he wants?

As I ponder this, the cost of the trip suddenly comes to mind.

By the way, about the cost of this trip.

My name is Tanya. I am 28 years old and work for a company run by my father.

Initially treated as a nepotistic hire, my serious attitude and results were recognized, and gradually, the people around me began to value me.

Nevertheless, because of the fact that I am part of a business-owning family, malicious rumors are sometimes whispered, and occasionally they hurt my heart.

In such a situation, my husband, Glenn, has been my support.

We are the same age and have been exchanging opinions frequently as colleagues in the same team since we joined.

It did not take long for our relationship to start.

While Glenn efficiently handled his duties and contributed to improving performance, he was also trusted by my father.

When we announced our marriage, my father immediately agreed.

“Glenn, ha, I’ve heard about you. Take care of my daughter.”

“Of course. I’ll make her happy,” my husband replied.

Watching that exchange, I felt the glow of the moment.

At that time, my father was timing the future handing over of the company, and within the company there was anticipation that Glenn might be the next president.

He thought that the sudden marriage of his daughter could be a chance for generational change in the company.

Although there was a possibility of entrusting the management to someone outside, having a capable son-in-law would surely have reassured my father.

I am not good at putting myself forward, but if a competent son-in-law were to take over management, that would be the best outcome. I suppose that’s what he thought.

Although my father did not discuss this directly with us, we often talked about business management during meals together, so my husband and I anticipated that it would happen someday.

My husband’s father has already passed away, and his mother lives alone in her marital home.

My husband deeply loves his mother, and during our courtship, if she called for help, he would rush to her immediately.

Since she raised him alone, I have always supported, with a smile, my husband’s desire to repay her.

I think my husband, who can respect his mother like this, is a wonderful person.

I was proud to be with such a person.

However, since we got married and started living together, I have begun to feel more doubts.

“I’m going to see Mom for a bit.”

This phrase has become my husband’s standard line, and he visits his mother every week.

“Is your mother unwell?” I ask with concern.

But the answer that comes back is that she is not.

“Tanya, don’t worry about it. It’s important to spend some time alone occasionally.”