"Mother, I think Mia might be getting a divorce soon. She is living with Declan now," Fiona said smugly.
At that moment, Declan hated Fiona's guts more than ever. She had no right to say anything about Mia's life, and how had she found out? For all he knew, they didn't know each other until recently. How did she know so much about Mia in such a little time?
"You are getting a divorce?" Ruth's eyeballs were the size of a saucepan. Mia shrunk into her seat, making Declan clench his hand into a fist. He glared at Fiona, who looked satisfied with the damage she had done. Was this her plan? Had he fallen into Fiona's plan without knowing? He shook his head slowly.
"Mum, we are not here to talk about Mia. She is our guest, and we don't get to judge her decision concerning her marriage."
