"At you." Yvonne's eyes disappeared behind her smile.
It was only then Lynette caught on to what Yvonne meant. She slapped Yvonne’s arm playfully, "Stop laughing! Gosh, my mom is acting like I'm an old maid."
"Your mom is just worried about you," Yvonne sipped o n her fruit punch.
Lynette sighed, "I really don't know what's there to worry about. I’m still pretty young.”
"She just wants you to start a family sooner.”
"I know, but I just don’t fancy any of the men who are here tonight," Lynette swept her glance over the men i n the room and commented in disgust.
Yvonne covered her lips and giggled, "If you don't find any to your liking, then just find a reason to reject all o f them.”
"For sure,” Lynette giggled too.
Yvonne looked left and right, "By the way, where's your dad? I only saw your mom bustling around but not him."
"My dad is resting due to his leg pain," Lynette explained and pointed to one of the rooms.
Yvonne nodded understanding^.
Lynette then leaned over and whispered, "So have you talked to your husband about finding a doctor?"
"Not yet. I've had some issues with him for the past two days so we haven't really been talking. I have no idea how to bring it up to him yet too. Don't worry though, I'll find a way to tell him," Yvonne assured her.
Lynette shrugged, "I believe you. Have a drink first, I'll go to the kitchen and fetch us some food."
"Alright,” Yvonne replied.
As soon as Lynette left, Mrs. Yaeger came over.
"Oh Yvonne, why haven't you been visiting Lyn lately?" Mrs. Yaeger sat down with a smile.
"I’ve been too busy at work lately and didn't have much free time," she replied apologetically.
Ever since Yvonne became a secretary, she had never-ending work every day. Sometimes, she even had to work overtime. Hence, she was left with little to no time to do her own things.
Then, there was Henry again. He never lived in the villa before, so Yvonne would occasionally stay over at Lynette’s house whenever she felt lonely.
Now that Henry had moved back to the villa, she naturally couldn’t continue doing that.
"I heard that you and Lyn were both promoted, right?" Mrs. Yaeger asked.
Yvonne nodded, "Yes."
"Great, these young men here are all managers in some small companies. Did you see anyone that you're interested in? Maybe you can go and get to know him," Mrs. Yaeger tried playing the matchmaker.
The corners of Yvonne's lips twitched, "Auntie, I..."
"Mom!" Lynette came out of the kitchen with a plate of finger food and heard what her mom was saying to Yvonne. "Stop spouting nonsense. Yvonne is already married, so there's no need for you to play matchmaker for her."
She set down the plate of finger food in front of Yvonne.
Mrs. Yaeger was stunned, "Married?!"
Yvonne nodded, "Yeah, I was just about to tell you."
Mrs. Yaeger chuckled in embarrassment, “Oh dear, look at me. I didn't even think of asking before I...
Anyway, I’m really sorry, Yvonne. I hope you're not offended."
"Of course not," Yvonne smiled.
Mrs. Yaeger let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad to hear that. By the way, when did you get married? How come we didn't even know about it?"
"I married a long time ago. Due to some special circumstances, it wasn't disclosed to the public," Yvonne gave a vague explanation.
Mrs. Yaeger just hummed in response, "Why didn’t you bring your husband along here tonight and show him to us?”
"My husband happens to be busy tonight. Maybe next time," Yvonne came up with an excuse.
"Sure. You should introduce him to us next time," Mrs. Yaeger said, then changed her expression and shot a resentful glare at Lynette, "Look at you, Yvonne is already a married woman at your age. Aren't you embarrassed of yourself?"
Lynette pouted, "Hmph, do you have to say that just because I'm single?”
"Single? You're an old maid!" Mrs. Yaeger sneered at her daughter.
Yvonne sat at the side and watched the pair bickering in amusement with a trace of envy in her eyes.
The relationship between Lynette and her mother was so nice.
"Alright, stay here and entertain Yvonne while I go dig around the family background of those boys," Mrs. Yaeger got up and left.
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