Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 623

But Mrs. Thompson Sr.'s rough hands gripped her, hurting her delicate skin.

Yolanda's face showed clear impatience, and she was struggling to hold back her temper.

Seeing this, Belinda quickly pulled her daughter aside and explained to Mrs. Thompson Sr. with a smile, "Ma'am, that bracelet is pretty vintage—it didn’t really match her dress today, so she decided not to wear it."

"Who cares? People make such a fuss over weddings these days. When I got married, all I wore was a new dress, and that was that."

Mrs. Thompson Sr. grumbled, clearly displeased.

"Grandma, times have changed. We have so many distinguished guests here today. If Yolanda wears mismatched jewelry, people might talk," Eden chimed in, trying to smooth things over.

"Fine," Mrs. Thompson Sr. grunted, still not happy about it.

"Grandma, let me take you home," Eden offered.

"No, no, let your father take me," Mrs. Thompson Sr. said, waving her hands. She glanced at Yolanda, then back at Eden, grabbing his hand and saying with a grin, "You and your wife should head home early. Don't worry about me. Give me a great-grandson soon, so I can close my eyes in peace when my time comes."

"Grandma, it's a happy occasion. Don't say things like that," Eden said, squeezing the old woman's hand gently.

"Hmph, some people can't wait for me to be gone," Mrs. Thompson Sr. muttered, shooting a cold glare at Frank.

Just as Eden was about to mediate, he looked up and saw Bennett walking down the hotel steps, hand in hand with Yvonne.

"Bennett!" Eden called out with a smile, waving him over.

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