Kaylin's eyes on me couldn't hide her distaste, but her mouth still smiled gracefully. If she was an actress, she would definitely win an Oscar.
"Winter weather with roasted chicken is perfect." Kaylin said excitedly.
"Yes, it's getting cold, everyone remember to stay warm. Be careful and don't catch a cold." Madame Ernesta appeared to be a calm and graceful lady. Her gesture was elegant and skillful, completely different from the fierceness when scolding me in the past.
If my mother was a rustic and simple woman, Mrs. Ernesta was a luxurious and aristocratic lady. Perhaps this made Mr. Curtis fall in love with her. Kaylin was three years older than me, which means that when my father was with my mother, he had been married to Ernesta for three years. That's why it was always assumed that Mrs. Ernesta was my father's first woman.
The truth is, my dad has known my mother for so long, when they were young, they almost had a baby. But because my mother's health at that time was weak and no one was there to take care of her, she had a miscarriage. This is forever a secret that only a few of us know. Even Kaylin and Mrs. Ernesta probably didn't know this.
But in the end, the past is just the past. My mother passed away, and now Joan's family still lives a happy life as if all my misfortunes and my mother's had nothing to do with them.
"Oh yeah, I knitted a scarf for my dad. Because the wool is so pretty, I knit another one." Kaylin seemed to have suddenly remembered something, she took out a shawl from her bag. "Dominic, I hope you like it."
The scarf is made from extremely warm sheep fiber, its white color looks extremely eye-catching. It is impossible not to admit that Kaylin is very skillful in knitting such a beautiful woolen scarf.
"Oh my baby girl, she's always so concerned about others." Mrs. Ernesta smiled sweetly and glanced at Dominic, awaiting his approval.
Anyway, this was the meal that Joan's family invited him to, it would be disrespectful if he refused the gift from their daughter.
"Incidentally, Dominic isn't wearing a scarf today either. This scarf would go well with your outfit today."
Dominic put his knife and fork down on the table and calmly wiped his mouth with a napkin.
Dominic's movements slowly made Kaylin's heart flutter. She tried to appear calm, but in reality she was nervously waiting for Dominic to speak. She still hasn't forgotten when she first met him, she invited him to eat a cake she made herself. But what is the result? He coldly refused and left, his eyes didn't even stay on her for too long.
Kaylin found herself very beautiful, men were always surrounding her. Only Dominic was not like that, he always kept a cool attitude and showed absolutely no interest in her. This makes her even more eager to have him. She has more than enough confidence in her own charms, she believes she can make Dominic fall in love with her.
At this moment, Dominic suddenly turned to look at me.
"My family has really special women."
Dominic's words left me speechless for a moment, and I didn't understand anything, and Kaylin was visibly pleased. Before she could say anything, Dominic continued.
"Does any sister give a shawl to her sister's fiancé? I haven't even received a shawl from you. Well, it looks like your sister cares about me more than you do. "
I know Dominic is deliberately mocking Kaylin's obvious flirtation. At the same time, his mention of women in the Joan family especially is implicitly talking about my father's love triangle. In his eyes, they all do stupid things just for the sake of men.
Mr. Curtis, Mrs. Ernesta and Kaylin were momentarily embarrassed.
They didn't expect Dominic to be so disrespectful. The truth is, other people have to respect and be wary of Dominic, but he himself has never been
Fortunately, it seems that Dominic doesn't really want the atmosphere to be too tense. He removed the black shawl from my neck, then took a beautiful white wool scarf around my neck instead.
"My shawl doesn't seem to match your yellow wool dress very well. Wear the scarf your sister knitted for you."
Kaylin frowned at me, she wasn't at all pleased when Dominic handed me the scarf she'd had to stay up all night to knit. However, she couldn't refuse this, because it was tantamount to admitting that she hated her sister and deliberately flirting with her sister's fiancé.
She pursed her lips and continued her meal, but she felt that the chicken no longer tasted as good as it had at first. Because of her bad mood, she immediately went upstairs to her room, not even staying to chat with everyone.
After the meal, Mr. Curtis invited Dominic to his study privately to discuss something. Mrs. Ernesta and I were sitting in the living room. Our relationship was not good, so no one spoke up.
"You're so relaxed and happy at the academy, aren't you?" Mrs. Ernesta stirred a cup of hot tea and asked me.
"That's fine, probably happier than Kaylin." I smiled and looked at her.
"Your mouth is always so sassy. You and your mother are disgusting." Mrs. Ernesta set the teacup firmly on the table.
She's been having a hard time dealing with Kaylin's scandal these days, but I even mentioned it on purpose, of course, which made her angry. If she had known that I was the one who harmed her beloved daughter, who knows how mad and angry she would have been with me.
"You're the one who should be careful with what you say. Don't mention my mother." I looked at her coldly.
"Oh, is it because your mother is dead that people can't talk about her?" Madame Ernesta pursed her lips in scorn, she must have been gloating over my mother's death.
"Shut up. You don't deserve to mention my mother. You're just a greedy and stupid woman."
My cheeks burned as soon as Mrs. Ernesta swung a slap across my face. But my eyes looked at her without fear, but still filled with anger. I have no regrets after swearing at her, if I could, I have worse words to say about her.
"You... you..."
"What are you two doing making such a fuss?" Mr. Curtis and Dominic came out, and Mr. Curtis immediately raised his voice and stared at me.
As for him, all the mistakes were from me, so he immediately pointed his finger at me and scolded me.
"You're talking nonsense to your mother again, aren't you?"
"She's not my mother." I stubbornly tried not to cry, but the frustration made my words choke.
"What? You..."
"Enough. Mr. Curtis, your wife slapped my wife's face, it's like you slapped me in the face."
Dominic held me in his arms, buried my face in his chest, so that I could cry without anyone knowing. My father was about to say something, but he was vaguely aware of Dominic's anger, so he quickly changed his expression.
"It must be a misunderstanding, it's a misunderstanding. Dominic, don't be mad at my wife, let me tell her to apologize to Esther."
"What, why should I apologize to that obnoxious brat?" Madame Ernesta argued indignantly, but when she saw her husband purse his lips and glare at her, she apologized. "Okay, I'll say sorry okay? I'm sorry."
Although her attitude is not sincere, it is still considered that she is humble
"So Dominic..." Mr. Curtis smiled wryly.
"My wife is tired, I’ll take her home." Dominic coldly interrupted my father's words, then he carried me to the car and drove me back.