Wendy received a call from Debbie's mother at home. She taunted her from across the line and told her to ensure Yvonne behaved herself and to stop her from appearing and embarrassing herself in public. Wendy quivered with anger from the insulting remarks. To make matters worse, she could not think of one single argument to retort.
In a result of the conversation, she intended to hurl questions at Yvonne the moment she got home, only to find her look like a drowned mouse.
"Mom... " Wendy felt a pang of pain as she saw Yvonne so drunk. Then she helped Yvonne sit down on the sofa. "Just look at yourself, if you can't hold the liquor, then take it easy, okay?" Wendy advised with concern.
"Mom..." Yvonne looked at Wendy with a miserable expression and said, "I'm a loose woman of no character. No one wants to be associated with me. Mom, I just feel awful here."
Yvonne poured her heart out and kept repeating that she felt miserable.
Wendy and Simon had been protecting her since she was a child, so she had never been bullied or faced so much pressure.
Recently, all bad things were occurring one after another, which made it hard for her to stand tall.
"What's the matter? Tell me what happened, Yvonne. I will take care of you and help you through it, " Wendy said as she hugged Yvonne lovingly.
"No, mom, " Yvonne declined Wendy's request. After meeting Joe, Yvonne felt that one thing was finally clear: no one would wait for her forever. If she did not work hard, sooner or later, she would be abandoned by the society.
"Don't worry. I just had a few realizations. I'll listen to you from now on, mom. I will do what you ask me to do and will never disobey you, " Yvonne promised solemnly. "I just want to separate Autumn and Charles as soon as possible. Only I can be... Mrs. Lu, " she added with a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
"You are really my good daughter, Yvonne." Wendy looked at Yvonne with relief and happiness as she said, "Rest assured. I will arrange everything for you as soon as possible."
She was pleased to see Yvonne suddenly willing to listen to her.
Autumn and Chris spent the entire day shopping in the mall. Chris bought a set of skin care products for Sam's mother, two bottles of some good wine and tea for his father, and some health care products and fruit. Finally, Sam sent them back home.
After they got off at Dream Garden, Sam rolled down the window and said to Chris gently, "Chris, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
Chris nodded as she blushed and said, "Drive carefully."
"Okay, I know, " Sam replied in a soft and obliging tone. Chris felt like a deflated balloon as all her energy drained away when Sam drove off. She turned to Autumn and said, "Autumn, I always feel a little uneasy."
"What's wrong? Are you nervous?" Autumn asked with a smile. She didn't go through this courtship period when she married Charles, so she couldn't offer Chris any constructive advice.
"No, I am not." Chris shook her head. She knew she wasn't feeling nervous. After all, she had met Sam's parents so many times. "I don't feel quite sure about all of this. I feel as though I have not prepared enough, " she said in a bid to voice her racing heart.
Chris felt sick to her stomach just thinking about it, 'If Rachel, that bitch had not mess up... '
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