“What are you doing?!” Sergey froze. “I’m leaving, Sergey,” his wife replied in a toneless voice. “Nina Ivanovna will not let us live. I can’t take it anymore.”
This is just slop!” Nina Ivanovna threw her spoon on the table. Her daughter-in-law, Nastya, blushed and ran from the table. “And under what fence did you find this fool?!” Nina Ivanovna looked at her son, Sergey. “She’s not a fool, she’s my wife,” Sergey replied calmly. Every encounter with her daughter-in-law was a fiery […]
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