I smiled reluctantly and looked for my husband, Alexander Sinclair, with a sullen face.
I walked into the bedroom and saw my mother-in-law, Olivia Sinclair, rummaging through my closet.
"Olivia, what are you doing?" I couldn't help but raise my voice and walked over quickly to stop her.
My pajamas were in disarray. There were several children in my room. My sheets were crumpled, and my dresser was messy.
Feeling that my privacy was being violated, I was furious. "What are you doing? Get out of here!"
Olivia seemed to be frightened and said aggrievedly, "Brittany, why are you so loud? I just want to help you clean up and take a look at your bedroom."
The people outside heard the noise and rushed over.
The first one was Alexander, who was wearing an apron. He came over to hug me when he saw me. "Honey, you're back." I glared at him. But before I could ask him what was going on, Adam interrupted me.
"Brittany, are you bullying Olivia? What the hell are you two doing? Let go! You adulterous couple!"
I was shocked. What a terrible old man! It was terrible to be uneducated.
"Adam, what are you talking about? This is my home. I'm hugging my husband. What do you mean by adulterous couple?"