Ex-husband, Please Respect Yourself

Chapter 173: A Young Stepmother of My Two babies?

"Tyrone, help yourself." She seemed to feel that her arm was not long enough, so she deliberately touched Marian, "Don't help yourself. Serve him what he likes."

"No, I came here after I ate. You can help yourselves. I'll have a drink with Uncle Johnson and the two cousins." Tyrone didn't even use his chopsticks, but poured himself another half glass of wine. "you ate..." Marian stunned.

Mrs. Raman looked at him inquiringly, squinting her eyes slightly, "have you eaten? Why are you eating so early tonight?"

When she called him, he just got off work. How could he eat so fast?

Or?

"Well, I ate with a friend." Tyrone wasn't interested in talking about this. He proposed a toast to the cousins of Johnson family who raised their glasses to toast.

"Tyrone, What friend of yours? Can you also introduce your friend to us." The cousins of Johnson family said with a smile.

The people they usually associated with were rough people with a little wit. They had money, but not as much as the real rich. It's impossible for them to get into the real elite circle. If their family can unite Raman family by marriage, then they will have the opportunity to meet all kinds of rich people in the future.

Marian looked at her two cousins in disgust and did not speak. She turned her eyes to Tyrone. She thought he would politely refuse them, but the man smiled and agreed.

"Okay, I have a friend. He likes making friends very much. He can make friends with all sorts of people including scoundrel and real estate tycoons. He just likes to have fun. I'll introduce you to him later." Marian's face changed, and what he said was more humiliating than a straight refusal.

The friend of whom he had spoken was evidently Leo Scott. He was a typical NEET, and worse than her two prodigal cousins. He's a real rich young man, with hundreds of thousands of dollars at his disposal and a wide circle of friends.

Unaware of this, the two cousins of the Johnson family were overjoyed to get up and fill Tyrone's glass, "ha ha... Tyrone is really generous. I don't think Marian needs to find a boyfriend anymore. Don't you happen to have no girlfriend? Why don't you two get together?"

Everyone at the table was suddenly quiet.

The atmosphere reached its most intense point in the meal.

Everyone had different thoughts and expressions. Of course, it was Marian who was the most nervous of all. Her heart was pounding and she stared at the man's face.

Mrs. Raman coughed and began to laugh, "I also think so. I like Marian as long as I look at her. Tyrone, Your aunt and uncle are here, and now it's time for you to tell us what you think?"

Mr. Johnson also took the opportunity to say, "Right, Tyrone, you've known Marian for over a decade. You're looking for a girlfriend anyway, so instead of finding a stranger, you'd better find a woman you know. Tyrone held the cup and slowly put it on the table. His eyes became dark but there was nothing strange about his expression. He looked around all the people, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and he said in a tone that was gentle and respectful, "Uncle Johnson and Aunt Johnson, if you really love your daughter, how can you be willing to let her fall in love with a second marriage man? Or to put it another way, she was so excellent, young and beautiful that she didn't need to be with a second marriage man like me. If she is my younger sister, I will break the man's legs, if not hers."

All the people's faces changed.

Marian's parents were so angry that they almost lost their breath. They stared at him without saying anything.

Marian could bear it no longer, she bit her lower lip, and exclaimed, "I don't mind you being a second marriage man, Tyrone. It doesn't matter if you are married for the second time or the third time, we can get married as soon as you want."

Tyrone listened to her eager confession indifferently and he only raised his eyebrows, "don't you need to ask your parents again?"

"They respect my choice." She replied with a worried expression.

Marian Johnson's parents opened their mouths and said nothing.

Whether he was married for the second time or the third time, as long as Marian marries into Raman family, Even if they divorce, property acquired through divorce will support her to live on for the rest of her life. They didn't have to worry about anything else.

Tyrone paused for a second, and turned to look at his mother, "Do you respect my choice?"

Mrs. Raman fell silent. She compressed her lips together, turned her face away, and said firmly, "I only regard Marian now as my daughter-in-law. I don't like others."

Tyrone's eyes looked down and fell silent for two seconds. Then he grinned briefly, and his low laughter was accompanied by hint of mockery, "Marian are you determined to marry me and be young stepmother to my two babies?"

"Wait!" Mrs. Raman's face changed, she looked at him, and asked in shock, "two, two babies?"

Her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Was that woman carrying twins?

Twins...

She stretched her fingers unconsciously, and her heart was full of excitement.

Whether they were his babies or not, if these two babies were really his own, wouldn't she be able to have grandchildren in a few months?

Marian looked at Mrs. Raman and a sudden uneasiness came over her. Frowning and gritting her teeth, she asked, "Tyrone, how do you know those two babies are yours?"

"Babies?" The people of Johnson family looked puzzled.

Didn't he just get divorced? When did he have babies?

The man said with a faint smile on his face, "of course I know whether they are my babies or not."

It was his official showdown with them. He was Cathy's babies' father.

Mrs. Raman quickly calmed down from her joy, "whether the babies are yours or not, I will go to the hospital for identification personally, but it's a different matter whether you get married or not. I consider Marian Johnson as my daughter-in-law. Don't even think about others."

"Well, I didn't say it was the same thing, but I am not thinking about anything else before the babies are born. Mom, what do you think?"

"You!" Mrs. Raman fell silent again.

Though her heart was boiling with anger, she knew her son. He had made his attitude clear. If she continued to force him, it would only embarrass both of the families.

He spoke so patiently only to save her face.

Taking a breath and looking serious, she said coldly, "well, I'll give you a little more time. When the babies are born, you have to answer to me and Marian." "Aunt..." Marian was so worried that she almost cried, but in her heart she wanted to gritted her teeth with hate.

How could she not understand Mrs. Raman's words? After all, she took her son's side. Now Mrs. Raman was deliberately delaying, in order to save their faces. Mrs. Raman fondled her forehead and coaxed her, "it's all right. I'll keep helping you."Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Cathy had just finished dinner with Karen. Rory arrived. Cathy and Karen had been thinking of going to the nearby mall for a while, but they didn't make it. Cathy went straight home in Rory's car.