Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 710

News about the Maynard family was trending online, and if there was one thing they were famous for, it was efficiency.

At half past ten that morning, the family patriarch and matriarch led the charge. Without so much as a phone call, Clifford and his wife arrived at Pearbrook Mansion, flanked by Maynard's parents, Damian and Afra. They hadn't even bothered to announce themselves; they simply showed up, arms full of formal gifts, the whole procession descending upon the house like a small army. Marlene and Carol were both taken aback by the sudden invasion.

Carol, wearing a face mask and holding baby Lori, shot Marlene a meaningful glance.

Marlene seized the excuse of fetching tea to slip into the kitchen and call Briony. At that moment, Briony and Maynard had just exited the highway.

"Ms. Kensington, the Maynards are here," Marlene whispered anxiously over the phone. "Clifford, Mrs. Maynard, Damian, and Afra—they all showed up, bringing all sorts of engagement gifts, saying they're here to propose. The whole thing's a spectacle."

Briony froze, then turned to look at Maynard, who was driving.

Just then, Maynard's phone started ringing. It was his mother.

He answered, "Mom."

"Maynard, are you and Ms. Kensington not home yet?" Afra's tone was sharp, but there was a hint of excitement beneath it.

The moment he heard his mother's voice, Maynard realized they must have seen the news, too.

got off

Your grandparents are over the moon and insisted we come right away to discuss the engagement. I can't believe you kept this from us-the baby's

easing his foot off

but her

did you all just show up without a word? Couldn't you have at least

Afra's tone turned reproachful.

to talk!

a secret from

to scold you, but this time you've gone too far. You let

feeling a headache coming

sighed. "Mom, please, try to persuade Grandpa and Grandma to go home for now. I'll explain everything once

all this way with the engagement gifts-there's no way we're leaving before meeting Ms. Kensington. If

"It's complicated, I—"

Afra cut him off. "We'll wait here for you and Ms. Kensington. No more talking-your little

up with a

Maynard felt numb.

to stop. He slowly pressed the brake and turned