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Elsa rolled her eyes, disgusted. “You really have no shame.”
Emmett said, “I put up with your attitude for years, and I’m done. My new wife is sweet and never argues with me. My life’s actually peaceful for once. Leaving you was the best thing I ever did.”
Elsa shot back without missing a beat, “Just you wait. Give it a couple of years, and you’ll be signing divorce papers again.”<fn55eb> Read full story at find·novel</fn55eb>
She couldn’t stand sitting near him any longer, so she switched seats, a fresh wave of resentment crashing over her.
It felt like everyone, including her own sons, was on Emmett’s side.
Emmett ignored her and slid a folder across the table. “Here. I had some dates in mind for the wedding. Pick one, and let’s lock it in.”
Shepard and Giselle exchanged a nce. They had already gone over the dates themselves and had quietly settled on one that was six months away.
After a brief look, theynded on November 16th.
“This works,” Shepard said, nodding at Emmett, sealing the decision without a second thought.
Neither man bothered to include Elsa in the discussion, making her feel ignored. Her patience snapped. She mmed her fist on the table, her voice rising above the chatter. “I don’t agree! You never even asked my opinion! I’m his mother. How can you leave me out of this? Without my approval, this wedding—”
Ethan’s face tightened. He’d thought he’d considered everyone’s perspective except Elsa’s, but just days ago, Elsa had epted Brenna. He had thought there was no need for a special discussion with her, but now…
“Mom, what’s this about?” Ethan asked, trying to keep his tone steady. “Brenna and I are getting married; that’s final. Please don’t cause trouble for us.”
Emmett’s expression darkened as he scoffed. “Your mother always has to have the final say. Otherwise, she throws a tantrum. Elsa, let me make this clear: nobody’s asking for your permission. This is just an announcement. Try not to make a scene for once.”
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Shepard and Giselle traded a look, neither one hiding their anger.
Giselle turned to Elsa. “Why not take a look at these dates and let us know if you see one you like?”
Elsa immediately reached for the folder in Emmett’s hand. “Hand it over. I should at least help my own son choose his wedding date.”
Emmett rolled his eyes. “What’s the point? Brenna’s parents already picked a great date. Or are you nning to stir up trouble just to be difficult? If you want to sabotage this, let me tell you, there’s no chance. We’ve already agreed on this. Your opposition is meaningless.”
Sensing things were about to get out of hand, Kenny rushed to soothe Elsa, saying, “Mom, every date on that list is good. It’s just about picking one that fits best. Please, don’t make this harder than it needs to be.”
Ethan, knowing Elsa cared about appearances, said, “Right, Mom. This is just a small detail. Let’s move on and talk about the wedding itself. Any ideas you’d like to share?”
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