Honorable Hubby Behind Me

Chapter 77

At dinnertime, Godfrey received a phone call. No one knew what he and the caller were talking about, but his expression slowly contorted into a grimace.

After he hung up, he looked as though he wanted to speak, but could not bring himself to say anything. Lydia piped up after gauging the situation. "If it requires us to spend money, we won't go."

"Fred Turner called me. He's inviting us over to his new house," Godfrey said. A house-warming party meant that they needed to provide a gift, but trying to get money when his wife was in such a state was akin to asking her to commit suicide. However, Fred had personally called him. It would be rude to not show up.

"Did Uncle Turner move?" Yvonne asked.

Fred was an old classmate of Godfrey's. The two had been close buddies before, where Fred had even wanted Yvonne to be his daughter-in-law. The two had grown apart after Samuel married into the Sues though.

"Yep. I heard that he moved into a duplex apartment," Godfrey answered.

"We'll only be there to become the center of gossip," Lydia said sourly. "We're not going."

Previously, Fred had been close with their family because his son was interested in Yvonne, but they

this sudden call, Lydia could not think of any other reason than that he wanted

plenty of old schoolmates would be there. Fred told him that it was practically a class reunion. If he did not go, he did not know if

need to

anything. She was well aware that they would only go to see Fred Turner showing off, but everyone would gossip behind their backs if they did not show up

Cloudridge Hill, this was considered prime estate in the city. By

the house tour, but you can go take a look for yourself. It's

was not a "small place". Godfrey felt awkward as he heard that. He could only force a

son just gave me a new car not too long ago. Our family is

deliberate look as he said this. His son had been very attracted to

be regretting your decision now, Godfrey. Fred's

help it, you know. He doesn't have a say in his own house. Otherwise, Yvonne wouldn't

tell me that this

elders ridiculed Godfrey mercilessly, roaring with

as red as a beetroot. Lydia viciously

wanted to bury themselves in a hole, Samuel spoke u p, "Uncle Fred, we're going