My Ex-Wife and Kids Came In Like A Wrecking Ball novel Chapter 1872

Byron knew they did not invite Rosalie’s parents.

It was because he had noticed that Rosalie never mentioned her parents.

Byron had tried asking Lucian and Nox, but they had never seen their grandparents from Rosalie’s side either.

This meant Rosalie was trying to avoid having anything to do with her family.

It made Byron recall what had happened years ago. Byron and Rosalie married for the first time because Rosalie’s parents wanted money.

To be precise, it was her father and her stepmother.

“Dad, Mom, I think you shouldn't rush into things on this matter. Rosie’s family is a little complicated, and they might be unable to attend the wedding.”

Byron felt Rosalie might have no feelings for her father and stepmother.

Thus, looking for Rosalie’s father and stepmother might not be a good idea.

Benedict and Rosalie looked at each other.

A memory of the past struck them when Byron said this.

Then, they realized what he meant.

“Now I remember! Rosie’s father, Gordon Jacobs, had a decent factory in Coast City. However, because of some financial issue, he sold his daughter to us by marrying her to you!” Benedict nodded as he said.

“Yes! I remember her stepmother’s name is Violet Curtan. We met once. She was almost 40 years old back then and wore quite heavy makeup. I could see her disdain toward Rosalie.”

Benedict’s explanation might be why Gordon was not seen around Rosalie.

“So, there's no point inviting a dad like him and a stepmother who's money-minded to the wedding. However, Byron, you should still ask Rosalie’s opinion.”

Byron nodded, agreeing to his mother’s words.

Then, Benedict and Melody sighed, feeling sorry for Rosalie before they left.

After Rosalie took her bath, changed, and blow-dried her hair, she did not see Benedict and Melody. Thus, she asked, “Honey, didn’t Mom and Dad come over just now? I heard their voices. Where are they?”

“They came but just to inform us that they've chosen our wedding date. It's just right around the corner.” Byron could not hide his joy.

“Really? Alright. Let’s have a wedding, then.” Rosalie smiled sweetly.