His Parents Think He Owns My House Chapter 2

Leo’s parents arrived on Saturday.

Leo and I went together to pick them up from the airport.

I thought it was just his parents. I didn't expect his Nana and Grandpa to be there too.

The two elderly people trailed behind his mom and dad. His grandpa sounded like he had a cold, coughing as he walked.

He suddenly coughed up a thick wad of phlegm and spat it right onto the pavement.

I nearly gagged up my lunch.

Leo hurried forward to take the suitcases from his parents. I politely followed alongside him and offered a friendly greeting to his mother and father.

They weren't overly warm to me, giving only a quick, dismissive nod.

Our five-seater SUV, with me in it, obviously couldn't fit five people and luggage.

Leo pulled me aside and asked me to take a taxi home.

“Sienna, I’m so sorry. I truly didn’t know Nana and Grandpa were coming. They didn’t tell me.”

“Could you please just tough it out and grab a ride home? I’ll reimburse you for the fare.”

On the other side of the car, Leo’s mom kept calling his name.

Looking at his conflicted expression, I reluctantly nodded, even though I didn’t want to.

It was their family. Me being there would have been awkward.

Seeing that I agreed, Leo threw an arm around me and kissed me.

“I knew you were the best. Wait for me. When my parents leave, I’ll definitely take you on that trip!”

Leo left. His parents walked on his left, his grandparents on his right.

Watching him chat and laugh with them, I realized something: the Leo who complained to me about his company and vented about his boss was, in his parents’ eyes, a successful man of accomplishment.

Taxis were hard to come by at the airport.

By the time I managed to get a ride home, Leo’s parents had already hauled their luggage into the master bedroom.

His grandparents were setting up shop in the second bedroom.

Leo was in the master talking with his parents. When I walked in, the living room was empty.

Only the occasional burst of laughter drifted out from the master suite.

Not wanting to interrupt their family time, I sat on the couch to wait for Leo.

An hour later, Leo and his parents finally emerged.

As soon as he saw me, Leo froze for a split second.

His mother, though, scowled immediately. “You’re still here? Aren’t you going home?”

Hearing her question, Leo rushed to smooth things over. “Mom, Sienna lives here with me now.”

His mother gave a sharp, high-pitched *oh*, then her eyes raked up and down my body disapprovingly. “Moving in together before the parents have even met. Before you’re even engaged.”

“Girls these days really have no respect for themselves.”

“Mom!” Leo shouted, turning to face her.

“Sienna, she doesn’t mean it like that.”

His mother scoffed, then plopped herself down next to me on the sofa.

“You’re living in my son’s condo. Are you paying rent?”

I was stunned and furious. I was about to explode, but Leo squeezed my hand, cutting me off.

Seeing my silence, Leo’s mother assumed I was guilty and pressed on.

“Let me tell you, that’s how women should do it! Get out of college and find a boyfriend who owns a home. Saves on rent!”

“But speaking of that—even though our Leo is a successful guy, his money doesn’t grow on trees.”

“If you want to keep living here, you’ll have to pay rent!”

“After all, whether you two are going to get married is still up for debate!”