Prosperous Marriage: Married to My Brother-in-law-Chapter 593: Grievance (3)_1

"Haven't you heard the saying, 'Having a son brings prestige, but having a daughter brings good fortune?'" Rachel's sharp tongue lashed out, her retorts coming one after another like a bombardment.

"Ten daughters aren't worth a single foolish son! No matter how good a daughter is, can she carry on the family line? So what if I favor sons over daughters? I'll tell you the truth: I've been waiting here for you to take you for an ultrasound. I want to know the baby's gender in advance, and I've already contacted the doctor," Mrs. Ruiz said, her face darkening as she responded irritably. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

No wonder she was waiting for me here, Rachel thought. It was all for an ulterior motive. A sense of wounded injustice welled up in her heart. To think that half a year into our marriage, my mother-in-law still hasn't accepted me. For the past five months, she's come every day, reminding me to eat well and stay warm, all for the sake of the child in my womb.

"I'm not going! Floyd, stop the car! I want to get out!"

My mother-in-law wants me to have an ultrasound to check the baby's gender, but I refuse. I don't care if it's a boy or a girl, or if she likes it or not. It's my child, and I will love and protect it. I won't allow anyone to bully my child.

Ten daughters aren't worth a single foolish son? What's so bad about having a daughter? Many people nowadays have only one child, and many of them only have a daughter. According to my mother-in-law's logic, should those people just give up on life? Yet, they live perfectly fine, some even better than those with sons!

"Don't stop! Go straight to the hospital! The doctor is waiting," Mrs. Ruiz commanded forcefully.

"Floyd, if you don't want to offend your Young Master, stop the car right now!" Rachel retorted, equally forceful. In this, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law shared a certain resemblance.

Facing her mother-in-law's intentions, Rachel felt it was an insult—an insult to her. Ever since their first meeting, her mother-in-law had constantly insulted her. She had thought that after half a year of living together, despite their constant bickering, her own care for her mother-in-law hadn't diminished, and that her mother-in-law would eventually accept her. But instead…

"Rachel Bailey, I think you need to understand one thing: Floyd is *my* bodyguard, and only I can give him orders." Mrs. Ruiz made it clear; she would take Rachel for the ultrasound, even if she had to drag her there.

Rachel turned her head, her gaze fixed on Mrs. Ruiz. No matter how one looked at her, my mother-in-law always appeared elegant and dignified. But it was merely a beautiful facade masking a rotten core. No wonder Hansen always tried to send her away, preferring to bear the stigma of being unfilial rather than letting her live in the villa.

"Are you going to tell Hansen? Tell him I bullied you again?" Mrs. Ruiz suddenly snorted, her eyes clearly showing her misunderstanding; she believed Rachel was the one who had turned her son against her.

"Mom." Rachel leaned in slightly, closing the distance between them. Her large eyes turned cold, glaring piercingly at Mrs. Ruiz. Being stared at like this made Mrs. Ruiz feel uneasy. Remembering her status as the mother-in-law, she straightened her posture to meet Rachel's glare. "If I liked to tattle, do you think you'd still be able to drag me to the hospital now?"

Mrs. Ruiz was speechless. Indeed, if Rachel had intentionally tried to stir up trouble, Hansen would have lost his temper long ago. He certainly wouldn't have allowed his mother to buy a villa right across from his.

Leaning back, Rachel stared straight ahead and said, "I'm carrying a daughter."

"You asked the doctor?" Mrs. Ruiz immediately demanded.

"I've had several check-ups. What's wrong with asking the doctor? I'm carrying a daughter. Are you satisfied now?" Rachel turned her head again. Seeing her mother-in-law's expression instantly falter, she couldn't help the bitterness welling up inside her.

Truthfully, she hadn't asked the doctor if it was a boy or a girl. Neither she nor Hansen cared about the baby's gender, so they hadn't inquired. She only guessed it might be a daughter based on what some experienced people had told her. There were many people at the market, most of whom had already had children and were therefore the most experienced. They said her belly shape suggested a daughter. Also, her baby kicked all over the place. Many people said that if you were carrying a girl, the fetal movements would be all over, whereas with a boy, the movements were mostly on one side. She had even asked Julia, and Julia's baby always kicked on one side. Adele Horne's baby was the same.

If it was a daughter, she would like it even more, because daughters were known to be more considerate.

Mrs. Ruiz's expression flickered again, her displeasure now quite obvious.

"Everyone at the market says I've been getting prettier. They say carrying a daughter makes the mother more beautiful, while carrying a son makes her less attractive. Also, my baby's movements are all over the place—kicking here, kicking there. They also said that kind of fetal movement usually means it's a daughter. Mom, are you satisfied now?"

Rachel simply repeated everything the people at the market had told her. Since my mother-in-law favors sons over daughters anyway, let her look down on daughters all she wants! When the baby is born, I won't need her care or attention. Even if she wants to see her granddaughter, I'll have to think twice about allowing it.

Even though she felt incredibly wronged and hurt, Rachel fought back her tears. One day, she thought fiercely, my mother-in-law will beg me to let her see this child.

She refused to believe that if she really had a daughter, the child wouldn't be loved. With careful nurturing and proper upbringing, her daughter would be just as adorable.

Hearing Rachel's words, Mrs. Ruiz, despite knowing it wasn't scientific, began to believe it somewhat. Her displeasure became even more pronounced.

"Did you really ask the doctor?"

"Yes!"

"Floyd, stop the car. Let her out." Mrs. Ruiz's face turned grim. She actually ordered Floyd to stop. Then, opening the car door, she said coldly, "You want to get out? Then get out and take your time walking."

Rachel clenched her jaw, not sparing her mother-in-law another glance. She opened her door, climbed out, and slammed it shut with force. Tossing her head, she turned and walked back the way they came, presenting her defiant back to Mrs. Ruiz.

Damned old hag!

"Madam..." She's going too far, Floyd thought.

"Shut up! Drive! Back to A City!" I'll arrange for my two younger sons to marry and give me grandsons. As for this short and unattractive daughter-in-law, Rachel Bailey, even if she did bear a grandson, I'd worry he'd end up as short and ugly as she is!

Floyd knew better than to say more. He simply drove Mrs. Ruiz away from South Hill District, heading toward A City.