Seeing her like that, I felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing my heart. “Mom, don’t worry. I know what to do.” I patted her hand gently.
As soon as we stepped into the hotel lobby, a burst of shrill laughter filled the air.
“Oh my goodness, you're finally here! You took forever, the chrysanthemum flowers have gone cold waiting for you!”
My mother in-law was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, beaming with satisfaction. She wore a brand-new red coat and the silk scarf I'd packed for her around her neck.
Liam stood beside her, he lowered his head and played with his mobile phone. When he heard us come in, he raised his head, frowning deeply.
“What took you so long? The fireworks show is almost over! Mom's been waiting forever!”
There was even no trace of guilt in his tone, only complaints and impatience. As if my mom and I were the ones who had ruined everyone’s mood.
I glanced coldly at them. “So long? Liam, you left my mom alone at a highway service area and now you're complaining we're late?”
At my words, his frown deepened. "Anne, can you just stop talking nonsense? It’s just a small thing, why keep going on and on about it? Aren’t you tired? I'm sick of it!"