My MIL Demanded I Sign Over My Late Father’s Estate To My Husband. I Played Along—Until The Lawyer Read My Terms

Lauren’s Surprise Demand

Lauren never thought her mother-in-law, Barbara, could be more audacious, but she was wrong. At the family dinner, Barbara didn’t even blink before demanding that Lauren hand over her late father’s estate to her husband, David.

Pretending to agree, Lauren played along, her mind racing to craft a plan. She’d always known Barbara had a knack for manipulation, but this was a new low.

As dessert was served, Lauren felt an unexpected excitement rather than dread, knowing she held an ace up her sleeve.

The room was silent as the lawyer read the terms, and Barbara's face turned ashen.

Persistent Barbara at Brunch

Over cups of coffee and plates of fresh pancakes, Barbara continued her push. She leaned over the table, her voice coated in sugar, insisting that transferring the estate was for the best.

Lauren, swallowing her irritation, nodded along. ‘We’ll discuss it, Barbara,’ she said with a practiced smile, trying to maintain peace.

The brunch atmosphere was tense beneath the surface, but no one dared to speak up. David stirred his coffee absentmindedly, clearly caught in the crossfire.

Lauren’s Strategic Smile

Later, as they cleared the table, Lauren kept her smile in place, letting Barbara believe her insistence had worked.

‘David and I will talk about it tonight,’ she said brightly, expertly hiding how forced her words felt.

Barbara seemed satisfied, and Lauren nearly laughed at the irony. Her agreement was just a performance, nothing more.

The charade was exhausting, but necessary. She knew she had to keep Barbara guessing until the time was right.

David’s Uncomfortable Gesture

David shifted uncomfortably in his chair, trying his best to steer the conversation to safer territory. ‘Did anyone catch the game last night?

’ he blurted, his awkwardness almost palpable. But the tension was thick, and the attempt did little to disperse it.

Lauren watched him closely, observing the discomfort etched on his face. It was clear the family dynamics were weighing on him, just like they were on her.

This was not the brunch he’d hoped for.

Barbara’s Subtle Scrutiny

Despite the light chatter and laughter around the table, Lauren felt Barbara’s eyes on her like a hawk.

She could sense her mother-in-law’s scrutiny, probing for any signs of dissent or hesitation. Pretending not to notice, Lauren focused on her coffee, using it as a shield.

The invisible game of chess continued, each move calculated. Barbara’s relentless gaze only strengthened Lauren’s resolve to carry out her plan and stay one step ahead.