Charlos's mother smiled broadly at Gladys. "Hello too, dear Gladys."
Gladys looked elegant by wearing an abstract red and knee-length black dress. One arm is a long sleeve. The shoulders expand like a balloon. The other side is sleeveless, showing her armpits when she raises one hand. Her hair was left straight. Her makeup is quite thick, with smokey eyes.
The way his mother looked like: 'Oh how beautiful and perfect my future daughter-in-law is.' Hiissh! His mother didn't know that Gladys wasn't the kind of woman she had hoped for.
"How are you, Aunt Helga?"
"I am fine, thank you." His mother winked. Her smile was utterly blooming. "How about you, honey?"
"Of course, I'm very well, Auntie. I'm so glad to meet Aunt Helga."
Her mother laughed softly. "You are very sweet. Auntie is also very happy to meet you. You are getting more and more beautiful every day."
Charlos refrained from rolling his eyes.
