“No, dear mother-in-law, I bought this three-room apartment before the wedding! So pack your things—after the divorce, you won’t be living here!” Nastya snapped.
“No, dear mother-in-law. I bought this three-bedroom apartment before I married your son. So you’d better start packing, because after the divorce, you won’t be living here.” Nastya’s voice was calm, but there was no hesitation in it. Galina Petrovna froze in the middle of the living room with an empty teapot in her hands. … Read more