After Dirvorce I become a SheEO by Vada Weeks

Chapter 866 The Gossip

Lincoln glanced at him and spoke in a deep, assured voice, “This is the unwavering love my wife has for me. What would you know, you lonely bachelor?” Aziel was speechless. It wasn’t highly offensive, but it carried a strong sense of insult. After the wedding, as per tradition, Zayla returned home, but this time, Theodore didn’t let her leave. As long as Zayla packed her suitcase, Theodore would start shedding tears, wiping them away while pitifully muttering. “You only come back for just a few days, and now you are leaving. You have got a husband, and forget about your parents.”

Zayla was speechless. Zayla immediately discussed with Lincoln to stay a few more days. Lincoln had no objections as long as Theodore and Scarlet let him in. He would be happy if they could allow him to sleep with his wife every night, no matter where they stayed. So, what was originally planned as three to five days turned into thirty to fifty days. During this period, every time Zayla mentioned going back, Theodore would start crying, from the initial murmurs of grievance to silent tears now. “Dad, please stop crying.” Zayla handed him a tissue, comforting him softly.

man. Zayla looked puzzled, not understanding what was going on. She immediately turned to Scarlet and asked in a low voice, “Mom, what’s wrong with Dad?” Scarlet shrugged, equally perplexed. “I’m clueless too. I asked him, but he won’t say anything. He just says he can’t bear to see you go. You can come back anytime you want, and we can

Zayla nodded, seeming to understand something. “So, it was his idea!” Theodore envied Mr. Lee’s three daughters finding matrilocal sons-in-law. No wonder he wanted to keep her at home. If it went on for too long, it would be unclear whether Lincoln was a matrilocal son-in-law. After all, he gave her all his wealth, and now he essentially worked for her. It wouldn’t be a problem if

speculating about whether Lincoln had become a matrilocal son-in-law of the Vargas family. Zayla smiled, took a few steps forward, and placed a thick pack of paper napkins in front of Theodore. “Dad, go ahead and cry. It’s fine for men to cry. Anyway, I’m definitely leaving tonight.” With those words, Zayla turned and left. After she walked out of the