We dated and married at work for five years. For our new life, I worked hard and ended up being more successful than my husband. "Um... Lily, I hope you can allow me to live with my parents. Dad's retired, and rent must be expensive, right? You've neglected your family because of work... okay?" I thought it was well-intentioned, but it turned out they were ignoring my situation. The conversation went on like this, and living with my in-laws began... At first, I was reluctant to live together, but my father-in-law's calm and gentle nature, which my husband lacked, made me feel comfortable... I was somewhat happy...