My mother-in-law echoed, "Yes, I've never seen a woman who abandons her own child in my life. You're truly wicked!"
"What did our Perry Family do in a past life to deserve marrying someone like you? Fine, you can get a divorce, but give back the dowry our family gave you."
I've heard of people demanding back the dowry after an engagement breaks off, but never after ten years of marriage and a child. What a scheme to get something for nothing.
I looked at Brandon, who had remained silent throughout. Since I walked in, he sat on the armchair next to the sofa, his eyes closed, listening to music as if none of this concerned him.
But I noticed his gaze occasionally flicked toward the door, as if waiting for someone. Sure enough, soon there was a noise at the door.
When I saw who it was, I knew this wasn't going to be easy to resolve today. My parents had arrived.
My dad saw me and immediately started scolding, "Whitney, how dare you? Filing for divorce without telling us, you are going straight to court. You're really doing this! You might not feel ashamed, but we, the Carey family, do!"
Only then did Brandon lazily stand up and walk to my parents.