Corey shot me a challenging look, then deepened the kiss, not releasing Yvonne until she was nearly breathless.
My mother looked at her daughter-in-law in disbelief, tears welling in her eyes. Before she could say anything, the guests attending the one-month banquet began pointing at us, mother and son, hurling insults, ridicule and even curses.
"Tsk! Look at this loser trying to aim for the stars. Why don't you check yourself and your pathetic reputation before you have the nerve to barge in here and start trouble?"
"He probably wanted to be a boy toy, thinking that if he hooked up with Mrs. Stanfield, he could lie flat for the rest of his life."
"The most shameless one is his mother. Tck! Her son is ignorant and instead of stopping him, she joins in saying Mrs. Stanfield is her daughter-in-law."
Hearing this, my mother roared, "My son isn't a boy toy! They're a legally married couple! Yvonne, today I demand an explanation from you and my son … "