The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 290

They made their way from table to table. Theodore drank quite a bit of alcohol, and Penelope drank quite a bit, too—of water. She let out a small, watery burp. After toasting the last table, she hurried to the restroom.

As she was washing her hands, she saw Yvonne touching up her makeup. She had no intention of engaging, but Yvonne clearly had other plans.

“I’ve been looking all over, but I haven’t seen Mrs. Stapleton. Don’t tell me she didn’t attend her own son’s wedding?” Yvonne asked with feigned surprise.

Penelope pressed her lips together. It was true that Theodore’s mother hadn’t come. He hadn’t given a reason, and she hadn’t asked. The wedding was about her and Theodore. As long as they were both there, it was perfect.

“Mrs. Stapleton has very high standards for her daughter-in-law,” Yvonne continued, her voice dripping with condescension. “She values character, appearance, and most importantly, family background. Which of those three do you possess?”

Penelope shrugged. She could lack all three and she would still be, officially, Mrs. Stapleton.

“I’m guessing Mrs. Stapleton disapproves of you, which is why she boycotted the wedding.” Yvonne’s lips twisted into a sneer.

Penelope rolled her eyes. The woman was just oozing envy and resentment. In that case, she might as well give her more to be envious of. She deliberately raised her hand, flashing the enormous pink diamond on her ring finger, waving it back and forth in front of Yvonne’s face. As expected, Yvonne’s expression soured.

“You think wearing that ring makes your position as Mrs. Stapleton secure?” Yvonne scoffed. “As long as she doesn’t accept you, you’ll never truly be part of the Stapleton family!”

Penelope ignored her, continuing to wave the ring.

“What are you so proud of? You’re not better than me in any way!”

“Theodore and I grew up together!”

“Our parents had an agreement. I was supposed to marry him!”

Penelope pursed her lips. Look at her, getting so worked up she was about to cry.

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