A Wedding Night Gone Terribly Wrong novel Chapter 56

"If he wasn't my grandson, I would've smacked him! What if he drove my old bones right into a ditch!"

"Don't jinx it, Mom!" Shannon said, covering the older woman's mouth.

The two of them looked at each other and burst into laughter. Wyatt and his wife laughed too; with the baby's fever breaking, they were in a great mood and happy to tease Leland.

"I had no idea my brother was such a schemer."

"Right? Handing Dr. Shultz food just to sneak a peek at her face."

Naturally, they were curious. "Grandma, what does she look like? Is she pretty?"

Sylvia beamed. "Gorgeous. No makeup, completely natural. A radiant complexion, a cute nose, naturally red lips. A true, natural beauty. She looks way younger than her actual age. Your brother was smiling so hard his grin went ear to ear; I could see his molars from the back seat."

Her eyes were beautiful too, but everyone had already seen that.

Shannon felt deeply relieved. Her son finally liked a girl.

Wyatt chimed in with a touch of bitterness. "You haven't even looked into Dr. Shultz's family background yet. Don't get too excited."

Sylvia instantly made her stance clear. "I don't care if her parents farm vegetables or raise pigs. Our family is marrying the person, not the pedigree. She has good character, incredible skills, and your brother likes her. Plus, she's beautiful, young, and healthy—perfect for having kids. She's flawless."

Wyatt was sour. "Are you guys bipolar? When I was looking for a wife, you had a million rules. We had to be 'socially matched,' my father-in-law had to be in the top 50 on the wealth index... But when it comes to my brother, look at you!"

Sylvia scoffed, "Oh please, it depends on the person! Ahem!"

Wyatt pouted while holding his son. Back in the day, he had a crush on his high school's prom queen. His mom and grandma definitely didn't just "let him like whoever he wanted" back then. The double standard was real.

"Thanking me again?"

"Mhm."

Leland chuckled. "How are you going to thank me? How about some actual action?"

"Sure, name it. Whatever you want."

"Call me Leland. Affectionately."

What? That was way too intimate. She was a mother of two; calling a bachelor like him by his first name in that tone felt wrong. "How about I call you Junior?"

"Dr. Shultz, that makes me sound like a little kid. Honestly."