The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 128

“You’re getting married? Who’s the groom?”

Penelope chuckled and pointed to Zebulon, who had followed her to the door. “Him, of course. Didn’t Rebecca tell you?”

“Wait, how is he your husband? He’s supposed to be my daughter’s—mmph!”

This time, Mr. Sullivan was quick enough to clamp a hand over her mouth.

Penelope looked on, feigning confusion, but Zebulon quickly ushered her out the door.

“Go on, get some rest. I’ll… I’ll explain everything tomorrow.”

She gave him a look that was both puzzled and politely unquestioning. “Alright, we’ll talk tomorrow.”

Zebulon walked her a few steps from the door before hurrying back inside and slamming it shut. He whirled on Mrs. Winters and Rebecca, his voice a low growl. “If Penelope finds out about this, I will make you both regret it.”

Mrs. Winters shot to her feet. “I’m the one who should be asking what’s going on, and you have the nerve to yell at me?”

“You… get out!”

“Rebecca, you see his attitude? We’re going to the hospital right now to get rid of this baby!”

“Mom, I…”

“Let’s go!”

As Mrs. Winters started to drag Rebecca away, Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan, desperate to save their grandchild, rushed to block them.

“If you want us to keep the baby, you better tell me what the hell is going on!”

Cornered, Mr. Sullivan reluctantly explained the situation in vague terms—the fake marriage to Penelope, and the real, legal marriage to Rebecca.

“So my daughter is legally married to your son, your real daughter-in-law, but she has to be kept hidden like a dirty secret!” Mrs. Winters’s rage boiled over.

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