Even Quincy was a bit puzzled by the sudden request from his parents to meet Lydia, but he didn't dwell on it. He assumed they simply wanted to meet their daughter-in-law.

He reassured Lydia, "We've already gotten married, but my parents haven't met you yet. This is just a good chance for them to finally see you."

"Alright," Lydia agreed, though still a little nervous.

"Don't worry, they won't make things difficult for you."

With Quincy's constant reassurance, Lydia felt a little more at ease. She reminded herself that meeting the in-laws was inevitable, and they were actually a bit late in doing so, considering they were already married.

Quincy didn't come from a wealthy background. His family was middle-class, living in an older apartment on the outskirts of town. Their office was downtown, so even though it wasn't far, the traffic made the trip longer than usual.

nicer place? With your income, you could've easily gotten something closer to the city center by now." Lydia's parents had always looked down on Quincy, thinking he was just a low-paid assistant. But the truth was quite different. Lydia knew Quincy earned a substantial salary working for Nash, enough that buying a house in a nicer part of town wouldn't

was stingy; she figured there

apartment was a retirement gift from my dad's company," Quincy explained as he drove. "My parents are pretty sentimental. They've lived there for years

understanding as they pulled up to the

in the trunk, but before she could lift them, Quincy gently placed a hand over

door of his parents' apartment. As soon as Quincy's mother heard the doorbell

she saw Lydia,

Lydia," Lydia greeted her

noticeably cooler. She quickly shifted her attention to her

come help, fussing over him like he was still her little boy. Quincy, of course, didn't want to trouble them. "It's fine, Dad, I can handle it myself. No

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