Kiss

Margaret saw her son and was both surprised and delighted, but she sensed a hint of hostility in his eyes. Normally, Elmer behaved like a gentleman, but now he looked like a bandit, which scared Margaret. She hurriedly asked, "What are you saying?"

"The person downstairs said you were taking wedding photos. Isn't it a remarriage? Even if you want to remarry, you should at least discuss it with the three of us. You can't make decisions on your own," Elmer said coldly.

"Remarriage?" Margaret stood up. With her carefully done makeup, she looked like a star in the night, exuding a mature charm that almost suffocated Elmer. He had never seen his mother like this before; usually, she didn't bother with makeup. Now, dressed in a purple wavy long dress, she looked like an elegant mature woman with radiant beauty.

"Isn't it a remarriage? You've never dressed like this before, even when Dad was alive. Are you going to abandon the three of us?" Elmer said angrily.