"Baby, remember to go back to your room and wait for me at 11 o'clock tonight! I'll be right there after that fat woman falls asleep. I can't wait to see you."
"Okay, sweetheart. I really hope it's 11 o'clock now. See you later. Love you!"
"Little vixen, I really can't live without you!"
"Oh, you're so bad."
...
After reading out their conversation, Aaron's face turned ashen. I continued,
"Who do you think this coquettish woman is?"
I pushed Aaron away and walked behind him. A woman in the corner looked pale.
When I walked up to Rebecca's mother, I stopped.
"In-law, I didn't expect you to be as coquettish as young people at your age!"
Yes, the person that Aaron had an affair with was indeed at our house.
However, her identity was beyond my expectations.
For a moment, I nearly forgot that my sister-in-law's mother, who had just been widowed for less than three months, was now at our house as a guest.
Rebecca's mother was still dressed gorgeously at her age.
She surely had her share of beauty.
However, I didn't think his words were accurate. After all, her face was full of wrinkles.
"Old vixen" might be more suitable for her.