Escaping the Deadbeat, Shoe to the Face

My social-climbing fiancé, Travis, ran off to chase a rich heiress, leaving his bedridden father behind.

His greedy uncle, Barnaby, brought a group of men and dumped the old man right at my doorstep.

He knelt there, trying to guilt-trip me in front of the neighbors.

"You're his daughter-in-law, you have to take care of him!"

In my past life, I was forced into that mess and wasted ten years of my youth serving that old man.

As soon as he got better, Travis returned in glory with his flashy m