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

few years. Now that he made this sudden call, Lydia could not think of any other reason than that he wanted to

be there. Fred told him that it was practically a class reunion. If he did not go, he did

need to buy a gift,

flashed his daughter a grateful look. Lydia harrumphed but did not say anything. She was well aware that they would only go to see Fred Turner showing off, but

one of the more prestigious locations in Cloud City. Each unit went for at least twenty thousand bucks; aside from the villas in Cloudridge Hill, this

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

felt awkward

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

said this. His son had been very attracted to Yvonne before, but

be regretting your decision now, Godfrey. Fred's son wanted to marry

a say in his own house.

the way, don't tell me that this son-in-law of yours has become

Godfrey

red as a beetroot. Lydia viciously pinched

the old couple felt so embarrassed they wanted to bury themselves in a hole, Samuel spoke u p, "Uncle Fred, we're going to move house too. It's under renovation,