The Price of Filial Piety
Language: en
After my year-end bonus hit my account, my husband, Liam, and I went out for the omakase dinner we'd been drooling over for ages. We hadn't even taken a few bites when my mother-in-law called. She was sobbing, out of breath: "Your dad... went to the hospital today." My husband panicked and shot up from his seat: "What's wrong? What did the doctor say? Stop crying and tell me first..." My mother-in-law rambled on, starting from three days ago when my father-in-law chipped his tooth on a hard bone, all the way to how cold the doctors at the hospital were. Half an hour later, she finally got…