The scene fell silent. The three of them looked at each other, an awkwardness hanging in the air like a son-in-law meeting his father-in-law for the first time.
Mortimer Quincy saw his father-in-law's expression grow a bit more stern. '...'
Holly Winslow glanced at Wyatt Winslow, then at Mortimer Quincy, and finally offered a timid reminder, "You're a bit early with that. Save it for later."
Mortimer Quincy: "..."
'Damn, that's hilarious.'
Noticing his father-in-law's face was even darker than before, he managed to stifle his laughter.
But when he saw the girl's innocent expression, the corners of his mouth still curved up slightly.
Wyatt Winslow's brow furrowed. He pressed his lips together, decided to end the awkward scene, and opened the door to go inside.
