They got the certificate last month, meaning they married just a month after my mother-in-law passed?
And now they were planning a wedding. It was outrageous.
Yvette kept leaning against Dwayne, touching him casually.
How shameless! Did they think I didn't exist?
But I still held back my anger. He was my father-in-law, and if he wanted to remarry, it wasn't my place to intervene.
After thinking for a moment, I swallowed my disgust and said.
"You can get married and hold a wedding. That's your business, and I have no say in it. But now that it's summer break, my daughter Amy and I will be staying here for two months. You two should go back to your own home."
I thought I had been quite diplomatic.
This house was bought with my husband's and my own money. Although it was our marital home, my in-laws contributed nothing, so their names were not on the deed.
Besides, my in-laws used to have a house, albeit an older one, but the neighborhood had complete facilities, so living there wouldn't be inconvenient at all.
But as soon as I said this, Yvette's face darkened.