My Future MIL Gave Me 10 Rules for Being the Perfect DIL, So I Followed Them in a Way She’d Never Forget — Story of the Day

My future MIL gave me a list of 10 rules to become the “perfect” wife for her son. I smiled, nodded… and decided to follow every one of them. Just not the way she expected.

I’d always been an ordinary woman with ordinary needs. Nothing extravagant. I wanted to work, have a few hobbies, maybe travel a bit, and one day build a family.

I didn’t equate life with grand happiness — I simply lived it and appreciated what I had.

Until I met Dylan.

My friends used to talk about him like he’d stepped straight out of a luxury shower gel commercial.

“He supports everyone, no matter what!”

“His suits are always spotless.”

“And he never forgets to open the door for a lady. Never!”

I used to smile politely, not quite believing men like that existed outside romcoms. But the first time Dylan took my hand in his — I got it.

Dylan made my life feel cinematic. Almost too good to be true. I found myself blooming next to him, dreaming bigger, smiling more. I even started cooking with joy.

We moved in together pretty quickly, and strangely, domestic life didn’t ruin the magic. If anything, it strengthened it. The toothbrush next to mine and the grocery runs were small rituals that made me fall harder.

Everything felt… easy. The perfection of it didn’t scare me. It reminded me how simple love could be when two people were honest.

That evening, we were having dinner at our favorite trattoria. But Dylan seemed… different. Fidgety.

“You okay?” I asked, smiling softly when we finally went outside.

He nodded and suddenly… he knelt. In the middle of the street. With a proposal ring in a tiny box.“I knew it from the moment you said pesto was overrated,” he began. “That’s when I realized… I want to wake up next to you, even on the days you’re mad at me for forgetting to bring home oat milk. You’re my heart. Will you be my wife?”

Something in my chest melted completely.

“Yes… Of course, yes.”

He slipped the ring onto my finger. The tables around us erupted in applause. It was perfect.

Right up until the following day, when Dylan said,

“I think it’s time you meet my mom. You’re going to adore her…”

And that’s when I felt the tiniest tremor in our fairytale. The kind that makes you wonder… if the perfect story is about to take a turn.

***

We didn’t wait long to plan the trip. Dylan was too excited to tell his mom the news. So the very next morning — it was Saturday — we packed an overnight bag and hit the road to his parents’ place in the countryside.

Dylan hummed along to some 80s playlist as he drove, while I tried to decide if I was overdressed.

“Just wait till you try her lemon tart. Mom’s a legend in the kitchen. And she’s so excited to meet you.”

I laughed, nervously. “Sounds… charming?”

“She’s amazing. You’ll see.”

In half an hour, the front door flew open before we even knocked.

“Diiiiilan!” a sing-song voice echoed, and there she was. Elen.

The woman wore head-to-toe baby pink — a satin blouse with a bow the size of a toddler and matching trousers.

“And you must be the darling girl!” she squealed, pulling me into a hug.

Elen smelled of roses and baby powder. I sneezed quietly into her shoulder. As soon as she inhaled the soft trail of my perfume, she gave a tiny cough.

“Oh my,” she said with a polite little wince. “Is that… jasmine?”

I nodded, already regretting it.

“Lovely… if one can tolerate it. Tee-hee!”

Great… Two seconds into our first hug and we already have a mutual allergy to each other’s taste in perfume. Coincidence? Unlikely.

“Look at those cheeks! You are real!” Elen giggled, giving Dylan’s arm a little slap. “She’s prettier than your last girlfriend.”

“Mom…” Dylan chuckled, clearly charmed.

We walked through the garden toward the house, and for a moment I let myself admire the rose bushes until my eyes landed on something… unexpected.

A small bronze statue, oddly placed between two ceramic bunnies. Elen noticed. Of course, she did.

“That’s my little Cupid,” she said proudly.

The poor thing had a chipped wing, a dented face, and an overall expression.

“I found it in a darling little antique shop upstate,” she went on. “Of course, it arrived scratched. But he has character.”

Her voice wavered just enough to give her away — she adored the odd little creature.

We walked in. The house was a shrine to florals. Floral curtains, floral sofa cushions, even a porcelain tissue box shaped like a bouquet.

Over tea (served in rose-patterned cups, naturally), Elen asked me questions so sweetly I almost didn’t notice the blades hiding behind them.

“So, do you actually work, or is it more of a hobby?”

“Uh… well, I have a full-time job in marketing,” I said, trying to smile. “It’s…”

“She’s really talented,” Dylan cut in proudly.

Each time, she ended with a sharp little laugh, like a kitten pawing you after unsheathing its claws.

“Tee-hee!”

Dylan, bless him, looked enchanted.

“Isn’t she just the cutest?” he whispered to me later. “She’s always been so warm.”

Warm. Like a scented candle right before it gives you a headache.

After dinner, Dylan stepped out to the garage with his father to check on some old stereo system. Elen and I were left alone. She stood. Smoothed her pink blouse.

“Now that it’s just us girls. I think it’s time we had a little honest talk, don’t you?”

I froze, my spoon halfway to the crème brûlée.

“You’re going to marry my son. So it’s only fair that I tell you exactly what’s expected of you as a future perfect daughter-in-law.”

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