Autumn York seemed to have forgotten about her earlier intention to leave in anger, not struggling at all. She let Alice Turner lead her to sit on the sofa.
She had finally understood; her son could abandon her at any moment. This woman really wasn't simple.
She used to think this woman was skilled in business; she didn't expect her to be even more adept in matters of the heart, able to make a man do this for her.
Not only was he not put off by the fact that she was divorced, he was even willing to unhesitatingly abandon the mother who raised him for so many years for her sake.
"Mom! Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Alice Turner felt uneasy under Autumn York's stare. To ease her discomfort, she dutifully touched her own face.
Sophia Wood chuckled on the side, "Your mother-in-law thinks you're too beautiful, so she just can't help but look a little longer."
Who compliments their daughter like that? That's a bit too obvious, isn't it?
