Esther asked with a smile, "Why? I'm good now."
Doris brushed away her tears and sighed, "I'm not greedy and don't care how many betrothal gifts you've received. I feel distressed because..." She paused, caressing Esther's face, "You marry a Gibsons but are treated differently. You have not got married yet. I can imagine that you will have a tough time ahead after marrying Terence."
"What's your point?" Anne stood by the bedroom door and spoke mockingly. Then, she walked in.
Doris and Esther looked at her and were stunned. Doris quickly turned around wiping off her.
Anne walked in with her arms crossed, smiling proudly, "Have I told you before? I'll have a grand wedding ceremony when I marry James, which is much better than Esther's. Esther married a divorcé who is in poor physical condition. No one knows how long he will live. He is nothing to compare with James, the eldest grandson of the Gibsons? You are over-optimistic!"