I met my fiancé, Antoine, a year ago, and we quickly fell in love. Smart, handsome, compassionate, loving, rich… When he proposed, I accepted without thinking. Later on, we decided it was time for me to meet his French parents. I was excited but nervous about making a good impression. We arrived at their beautiful countryside home. Antoine’s parents, Pierre and Marie, greeted us warmly.
Secrets Unveiled
His family seemed kind and welcoming, and I was relieved. However, they didn’t know I understood French perfectly. And for some reason, Antoine didn’t tell them. During dinner, when my fiancé went to the bathroom, Pierre and Marie began speaking in French, assuming I couldn’t understand. As soon as they started talking, my face went pale. I didn’t expect this… Hell, I didn’t deserve it.