A month after getting married, my husband suddenly proposed to bring his father, who had been paralyzed for years, to live with us. He said that now that we’re married, we should be filial to our parents. He also promised earnestly that it wouldn’t trouble me, saying his mother would take care of his father most of the time, and he’d hire a caregiver once his father moved in. I felt something was off. Kind-hearted netizens warned me: “Run quickly, you’re going to be the free caregiver.” I thought about it and decided to take their advice. Strangers might not harm me, but my husband just might. “Dahlia, I was thinking of having my dad come stay with us for a while. What do you think?” Kieran asked after dinner one evening. “Sure, how long will they be staying? I’ll buy some of their favorite foods,” I replied absently while clearing the table. Kieran quickly jumped in to help clean up. “Actually, I meant for Mom and Dad to live with us permanently. Mom could even help with the cooking. Wouldn’t that be great?” I froze. My naturally indecisive personality made even small decisions like grocery shopping a struggle. That’s why before our marriage, my parents had repeatedly confirmed with Kieran’s family that his parents wouldn’t live with us. It was the only way they agreed to the marriage. My dad had initially wanted me to marry someone who would move in with us, but seeing how good Kieran seemed, they didn’t push it, fearing it might affect our relationship. Before the wedding, my family knew that Kieran’s father had suffered a stroke and was partially paralyzed. His mother ran a small convenience store while caring for her husband. They had agreed that their older son would be responsible for their care in old age, and the family home would go to him as well. We had no objections to this arrangement. My parents even said I’d found a good family. My parents had contributed 100,000 towards our dow pay mounment on a house..Kieran was incredibly touched and volunteered the 30,000 he’d saved from work for renovations. This made my parents even more convinced that I’d found an exceptionally good man. They sent numerous health supplements to Kieran’s parents, and I saw the bill – it was jaw-dropping. My parents didn’t want me to tell Kieran the cost, worried it might make his family feel indebted. Kieran was indeed very good to me. He’d pick me up and drop me off for my night shifts, never complaining that my job kept me from being a traditional housewife. When I was busy at work, he’d cook and bring me meals. Whenever I needed advice on anything, no matter how trivial, he was always patient and helpful. I truly believed I had found the best man in the world. But now, just a month into our marriage, why was he suddenly talking about his parents moving in? “Didn’t we agree before the wedding that we wouldn’t live together?” I asked. “Well, it’s getting cold, and their place doesn’t have good heating. It would be more comfortable here,” he explained. “Besides, now that I’m married, I should take care of my parents.” “Dahlia, you’re so understanding. You wouldn’t object to this small request, would you?” Seeing my silence, Kieran added, “He’s my father. It’s my responsibility as a son. I can’t just ignore him!” “My brother has been taking care of them for years. It’s my turn to show some filial piety.” I remained quiet, feeling uneasy but unable to articulate why. I was about to call my mom for advice but remembered they were on vacation. Not wanting to spoil their trip, I put down the phone. Conflicted, I retreated to the bedroom and posted about the situation online. Responses came quickly: “Don’t agree to it! If you give in now, there will be countless more compromises waiting for you.” “Next, he’ll try to guilt-trip you.” Sure enough. I told Kieran I didn’t agree but offered to pay for better heating at his parents’ place. Kieran immediately became angry. “I’ve already spent tens of thousands on renovating our place, and you won’t even agree to this small request? How can you be so cold-hearted!” “My parents are getting older. Is it too much to ask for them to stay with their son for a while?” “But you promised before we got married that we wouldn’t live with your parents. It’s only been a month, and you’re already going back on your word,” I said, tears welling up in my eyes. Kieran, seeing me cry, paused for a moment before trying to comfort me: “I just heard from Mom that Dad caught a cold, and I got worried. I didn’t mean to yell at you.” “Baby, how about I buy you that lipstick you wanted? Please don’t be angry.” After countless apologies and cooking a table full of my favorite dishes, I finally calmed down. Maybe he was just overly concerned about his dad being sick? I thought the matter was settled, but that night Kieran said, “My parents are eager for a grandchild. Why don’t we start trying soon?” Puzzled, I replied, “Didn’t we agree to wait a couple of years? I still need to prepare for my certification exam.” “That won’t be a problem. My mom can come over to take care of you,” he said. Feeling something was off, I posted about this new development in the same online thread. A comment quickly caught my attention: “Girl, run! Once you have a kid, they’ll have you trapped completely.” “When his mom comes, his dad will follow since there’s no one to care for him.” “And with a baby, you’ll be stuck.” I broke out in a cold sweat. They were right! Using the excuse of caring for a pregnant woman, they could move in permanently, leaving me no way to object. I just wanted a peaceful life. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my days entangled in these petty conflicts. I lacked the ability to handle such situations, so it was safer to nip it in the bud. Realizing this, I firmly rejected his suggestion. Although he might not have had these intentions, what if he did? I may be indecisive, but I’m not stupid. I can tell when someone’s reasoning makes sense. Besides, we had just had an argument. Seeing my displeasure, Kieran didn’t push the issue. Instead, he became even more attentive. He cooked for me after work, brought back gifts from business trips, and took me to try new restaurants. One day, as we were eating steak at a new place, Kieran suddenly started crying. He said his parents had lived in their hometown all their lives, scrimping and saving, never even tasting steak. The thought made him feel guilty. He then recounted how his parents had struggled to put him through school, and now that he wanted to repay them, his father was paralyzed. Just then, Kieran’s uncle sent a voice message: “Your dad’s been crying, missing you. If you’re not busy, bring him over for a visit. He’s already miserable enough being paralyzed. How can you not care about the man who raised you?” “You used to be such a filial son. Have you changed since getting married? Is it your wife who won’t let you? Don’t forget your parents just because you’re married!” Kieran replied, “No, that’s not it. Dahlia’s been urging me to bring my parents over. I’ve just been too busy lately to arrange it.” Kieran took the blame on himself, but I still felt uncomfortable. He tried to reassure me: “Don’t worry, I won’t let them say anything bad about you. I love you, and I’ll handle this. You just focus on being happy.” Was I the one with the problem? Once again, I doubted myself. Maybe he really just wanted his dad to visit for a while?
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