Watching Luis busily moving about in the kitchen, humming a little tune, Nancy's feelings grew even more tangled. She hadn't drunk much and was far from drunk.
From the way her brother-in-law entered the kitchen, opened the fridge, and took things out—it was all done smoothly and naturally. It was clear he often did these things at home. This wasn't some act he was putting on for her benefit.
Unlike that bastard Daniel, who wouldn't even pick up a fallen soy sauce bottle, a complete idiot when it came to daily life.
Comparing all the men she knew to Luis, he could make money, doted on his wife, was thoughtful, and attentive…
Nancy felt as though her sister must have saved the galaxy in a past life. Even as a live-in son-in-law, he was far too exceptional.
The most infuriating part was that despite living such a happy life, her sister had previously acted like a wronged, oppressed little wife. Was she afraid someone would steal her man if they found out?
