I kept up the act, looking confused. “Nathan, honey, have we met these people before?”
The look on their faces was priceless. Shock. Embarrassment. A taste of their own medicine.
But it was just the beginning. When my parents arrived (both renowned surgeons), the dynamic shifted completely. His parents’ curiosity was eating them alive.
“So, what do you do?” his mother asked me, clearly trying to sound interested.
I smiled. “Oh, I run a research laboratory. It’s a family business.”
The transformation was instant. Suddenly, I wasn’t just some woman their son was marrying. I was someone with connections and success.
“You… own a laboratory?” his mother asked, her tone dramatically different from before.
“Indeed,” I replied coolly. “Family’s been in the scientific research field for years.”
Nathan squeezed my hand under the table, barely containing his laughter. He knew exactly what I was doing.
His father, who had been so dismissive earlier, now listened with rapt attention. The same man who’d previously looked at me like I was beneath them was now hanging on my every word.
