"Well, let's go." Sylvia smiled helplessly at Owen and the two of them walked into the living room.
"You're back. Why did you take so long to send someone off? Owen, you too. What were you guys doing outside?" Jacob said as soon as he saw the two of them enter.
"Dad, we just spoke a few words at the door. Look at how nervous you are," Owen said helplessly while glancing at Jacob.
"What do you know? If your own wife isn't around, let's see if you're anxious or not," Jacob said while listening to Owen.
"You really say anything that comes to mind," Sylvia said while glaring at Jacob.
"Okay, okay, I was wrong. Honey, don't be angry," Jacob said as he went forward and held Sylvia's arm.
"By the way, Anita, don't take what I just said to heart. Mom isn't giving you pressure. You can just do whatever you want," Sylvia said with a smile as she slowly walked towards Anita.
