Justin remained unfazed, his tone calm and measured. "As long as my wife accepts me, I don't care about anyone else's approval." His gaze didn't waver as he added, "And certainly not from someone she clearly dislikes."
Sephina scoffed, her disdain evident. She turned to Albert with a mocking grin. "Did you hear how he talks? And you expect me to welcome him into our family."
Albert's frown deepened. "Sephina, watch your words. This is Natalie's husband—how can you..."
Before Albert could finish, the door opened, and Natalie stepped inside, her gaze steely. "What my husband is or isn't isn't any of your concern, Grandma."
Sephina's lips curled into a cold smile. "I wouldn't concern myself if your grandfather wasn't so stubborn about you." She turned back to Albert. "Clara has arranged a small gathering for our anniversary—just close friends and family. Naturally, they're invited too."
