Cynthia didn't come to the family dinner either.
The two were currently separated, and Cynthia had been staying with her parents. Noah went to his in-laws' house every day, but his mother-in-law rarely gave him a warm welcome.
Bennett and Yvonne were the last to arrive.
They walked in hand-in-hand, looking every bit the loving young couple.
However, as soon as they entered, they saw the patriarch scolding Noah.
“One divorce is a tragedy; two is a pattern. People will think you’re the impossible one, Noah.”
The patriarch was clearly furious, jabbing a finger at Noah as he yelled.
“Everyone knows Cynthia is the perfect wife—graceful in public and capable at home. If you don't cherish a wife like her, you might as well stay single forever! You've brought shame on me.”
Noah was so berated by the old man that he couldn't even lift his head. Only after his grandfather finished did he mumble, “I never wanted to divorce Cynthia.”
“Telling me you don't want a divorce is useless. Go tell your wife,” the patriarch snapped, then refused to spare Noah another glance.
Just then, Bennett and Yvonne walked in.
Seeing his youngest grandson made the patriarch feel much better.
“Bennett, you’re back.”
“Grandfather.” Bennett nodded to him before offering a collective greeting to everyone else in the room.
Because the patriarch had just given Noah a dressing-down, the atmosphere in the living room was tense.
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