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In a lavish mansion where loyalty is as thin as the air, Mateo finds himself caught in a whirlwind of chaos, betrayal, and unexpected alliances. His wife, Lucia, seems to prioritize her whims and her best friend Asher over their marriage, leaving him feeling like a mere shadow in his own home. But when an innocent errand spirals out of control—thanks to a mix-up with a laxative and super glue—Mateo's life takes a turn for the absurd.
As Asher's predicament escalates, so do the tensions between Mateo and Lucia. Is he simply a pawn in their game, or can he reclaim his dignity amidst the madness? With his mother-in-law, Amelia, adding to the mix with her playful teasing, Mateo is forced to confront the truth about his marriage and the mounting frustration that comes with it.
As secrets threaten to surface and alliances shift, can Mateo find a way to turn the tables? Or will he remain the butt of everyone’s jokes in a household where love and loyalty hang by a thread? Dive into this outrageous tale where humor and drama collide, and discover just how far one man will go to reclaim his life.
My Wife’s Best Guy Friend Had Constipation, So I Used Super Glue on HimChapter 1
I was a man who got married into a rich family and live by staying at home.
Meanwhile, my wife played around a lot and often brought random men home. If she didn’t plan on treating me like a human being, then fine. I wouldn’t act like one either. At least, my mother-in-law, Amelia, cared about me.
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“Mateo, Asher is a bit constipated. Go buy him a laxative. LaxaTube should be fine.” Lucia’s voice came from upstairs while I sat on the villa sofa playing PS5 with my mother-in-law.
“She brought another man home and ordered you to buy that guy LaxaTube? That kid really didn’t treat you like a person.”
My mother-in-law, who was three years younger than me, slapped her thigh angrily and rolled up her sleeves. “Too bad I was only her stepmom. If I were her real mom, I’d beat her!”
“What could I do? She had money.” I dropped the controller and went to buy the LaxaTube. Except, it was the "special" kind.
Not long after I returned home, I went upstairs and knocked on the bedroom door.