CHAPTER 37: TIGRESS ON RAMPAGE

Amid the playful banter, Luis started the scooter. Avery cheered loudly, leaving Leah standing there dumbfounded as she cursed, "You fucking bitch, stop spouting nonsense!"

Lily glanced at her furious younger sister and asked curiously, "What did she say?"

"Nothing, Sis. Let’s go home. I’ll deal with that slut later."

As the car left the parking garage and hit the first red light on the road, Luis was completely stunned. A pair of small hands suddenly wrapped around him from behind. Avery, who had been keeping her distance earlier, pressed her chest against Luis’s back and even rested her face against him.

"Brother-in-law..."

"What’s up?"

Luis could feel it, those were a pair of massive breasts, no smaller than his sister-in-law’s, hidden beneath her petite frame but incredibly voluptuous and undeniably spectacular.

Through the thin bra, he could clearly sense their plumpness, elasticity, and softness, with a perfectly rounded shape that exerted a noticeable pressure.

"Brother-in-law, you’re nothing like what Bunny said."

"How am I different?"

Luis asked curiously, though inwardly, he was a little confused. He hadn’t drunk anything tonight, so why did Avery’s voice suddenly carry a hint of a sultry murmur?

Carefree as ever, yet there was an inexplicable trace of seductiveness in her tone.

Avery giggled. "Brother-in-law, if you want me to be your little traitor, shouldn’t you pay some kind of price? Otherwise, how can I sell out my bestie without feeling guilty?"

"Bunny and I have been together since elementary school, through middle school, and now high school. That’s years of friendship!"

As Luis drove, the sensation of those two massive mounds pressing against his back was intoxicating. Combined with the faint scent of her body, he couldn’t help but wonder—what exactly was this carefree little girl trying to do?

"Then name your price!"

Luis joked, teasing her in return. "Your brother-in-law is broke. No money, only my life to offer. The only thing I can sell is my looks."

Avery was prepared. Testing the waters, she said, "Brother-in-law, it depends on your sincerity. I’m broke right now—give me some pocket money, and I’ll sell Bunny out completely."

"Right down to the color of her panties."

Avery lived in a nearby old residential area. The moment the car stopped, she quickly got out. The pressure on Luis’s back vanished, leaving him reluctant to let go. Secretly, he compared whether her breasts were bigger than his sister-in-law’s.

Once outside, Avery became cautious. In a neighborhood like this, everyone knew each other, and she didn’t want to be seen. Standing there demurely, she looked every bit the sweet, innocent girl, blinking her big eyes playfully with a bright smile.

"Brother-in-law, let’s chat tonight~"

Avery made a seductive expression, then giggled and skipped into the neighborhood.

Watching her youthful, lively figure, Luis felt his heart flutter. He savored that fleeting moment of ambiguity, unsure whether she had been deliberately teasing him, but the feeling had been undeniably good.

When he got home, he was surprised to find his mother-in-law, Ruth, there too. She and his wife, Lily, seemed to be discussing something, both looking visibly upset.

The moment Luis walked in, they immediately fell silent. Stretching lazily, Luis asked, "Mom, what’s got you so angry?"

"Son-in-law, go take a shower and change first. Mom will talk to you later."

Nodding, Luis headed upstairs. Lily had already laid out fresh underwear on the bed. Grabbing it, he ducked into the bathroom to wash up.

Strangely, his sister-in-law Leah’s door had been tightly shut earlier, but now she sneaked over and hovered outside the bathroom door, asking, "Brother-in-law, what did that bitch say to you?"

"Nothing at all!"

Clearly, she was anxious—so much so that she couldn’t even wait until they were alone tomorrow and had come straight to him now. Luis wondered silently what exactly Bunny had said about him to make Leah this nervous.

"Oh, okay. Never mind then. Brother-in-law, go ahead and shower."

After washing up, Luis came downstairs wearing only his boxers. Lily immediately scolded him lightly, "Husband, Leah and Mom are both home. How can you walk around dressed like that?"

Ruth, however, was growing fonder of her son-in-law by the day. Without waiting for Luis to respond, she rolled her eyes and snapped, "Lily, what nonsense are you spouting? A son-in-law is half a son—haven’t you heard that before? A brother-in-law is just like an older brother."

"I don’t like what you’re saying. What do you mean, ’dressed like that’? It’s sweltering outside. Even your dad walks around like this at home. What, are you treating your own husband like an outsider?"

"Luis married into our family—that makes him our own son. What mother hasn’t seen her son naked? He’s wearing underwear, and you’re already complaining?"

"Are you unhappy that your husband’s been treating you so well lately? That our family’s finally harmonious? Do you have to pick fights and make trouble for no reason?"

Ruth’s verbal barrage left Lily speechless. She lowered her head guiltily, pouting as she muttered, "Mom, that’s not what I meant."

Ruth finally relented, though she still shot her a glare. "Seems to me like you’re getting a little too full of yourself. Your man should be comfortable at home, and you still have to nag him about it."

"Alright, Mom. Lily was just being respectful to you. She didn’t mean anything by it."

Luis plopped down on the couch beside his wife, wrapping an arm around her waist to comfort the slightly aggrieved Lily. "It’s fine. Mom just wants what’s best for us. Don’t take it to heart."

"I’m not!"

Lily quickly shook her head, glancing cautiously at her mother before bending over to push the ashtray toward her husband.

Only then did Ruth smile approvingly. "That’s more like it. Mom loves seeing you two so loving."

"Got it, Mom!"

Lily was astonishingly obedient in front of her mother.

Before Luis could even speak, Lily had already picked up a shopping bag nearby and said, "Husband, Mom bought you a bunch of new clothes. Try them on and see if they fit."

"Clothes for me?"

Luis looked genuinely surprised.

Ruth quickly explained, "Son-in-law, don’t worry. Mom knows you like sportswear and casual clothes, so I bought all that. I even asked Lily for your size. Go try them on."

Luis changed into the new clothes right in front of them. Leah, now wearing a new pink nightgown, came downstairs and immediately laid on the flattery. "Brother-in-law, you look so handsome! Like a rich young master."

"My handsomeness has nothing to do with the clothes. It’s because I’m just naturally good-looking."

"Shameless!"

After some playful banter, Luis tried on the clothes—they fit perfectly. Leah pouted jealously. "Mom, you’ve never bought me this many clothes before, and they’re all name-brand too."

Lily shot her a glare. "Isn’t it enough that your brother-in-law buys you things?"

Ruth, the usually domineering tigress, felt a pang of guilt. The reason she was being so generous was because Luis had secretly given her 2,000 dollars in pocket money.

Heaven knew that despite never having worked a day in her life, Arthur had only ever given her a basic allowance. Her bank account hadn’t seen a sum this large in years.

Now, this money was essentially her private stash, so of course she had to treat her son-in-law well. A few pieces of clothing were nothing compared to the gold bracelets she’d received.

Ruth immediately went on the offensive, her face stern. "What’s wrong with Mom buying clothes for your brother-in-law? You ungrateful brat, your brother-in-law has been running around doing so much for you, and you don’t even think to buy him anything?"

Leah, seeing the storm brewing, stuck out her tongue and bolted back upstairs.

Just as Lily was about to gloat, Ruth’s indiscriminate attack turned on her. The mother-daughter harmony from earlier vanished as Ruth went all out.

"Lily, what are you smirking about? Look at your own clothes—not only are they tacky, but you’re not even taking care of your husband properly."

"Haven’t I told you before? Even if you’re working, a good woman should still manage the household. Look at how few clothes your husband has—you could count them all on two hands!"

"It’s not like he doesn’t make money. He doesn’t hesitate to spend on Mom or you, yet he walks around looking like a beggar."

"Men just don’t like shopping for clothes. If you don’t take care of your own man, who will? I saw two pairs of his underwear were frayed and even had holes. What kind of wife are you?"

Lily, thoroughly embarrassed, quickly gathered the shopping bags and muttered something about washing them first before fleeing upstairs.

Before leaving, she glanced back at her husband in his boxers. She didn’t suspect anything about leaving him alone with her mother—that would imply some kind of romantic scenario.

Based on past experience, when the tigress was on a rampage, the last person to escape would be the one to bear the brunt of her fury.

Right now, she could only laugh inwardly, thinking her poor husband was in for it.