Edmund's POV
"So you're Ed's partner -" Mum's snarky remark could not fool the smile on her face.
"Maisie's my wife, not partner," I corrected her. I gripped the fork in my hand tight.
My heart raced, unable to predict whatever nonsense she might spout. My foot shook under the table, glancing at the watch on my wrist every few minutes.
'When will Elle come with the kids?'
"Yes, she will be once the wedding is official. Don't you think so too, Maisie darling?" Mum cocked her head towards Maisie. Her eyes twinkled but the tone was threatening.
"She is already my wife legally, mum," I stated again between gritted teeth.
The table went into a prolonged, uncomfortable silence as utensils scraped against the ceramic plates. Cold beads of sweat formed on my forehead, unable to shake off this foreboding feeling boiling in my chest.
"Is she a mute that you kept answering on her behalf?"
That was it!
