"What's he doing here now?" Patrick asked, stopping his wife as she eagerly moved to welcome Jonathan Meyer.
Mary barely spared him a glance. "What do you think? He came to see Jo, knowing she's sick." Her tone was light, but Patrick wasn't fooled.
His jaw tightened. "And how exactly did he find out?"
Mary finally turned to face him, her expression unreadable. "Don't you think Jo deserves some happiness after everything she's been through?" she asked, voice softer this time. "The one you like can't even talk about his family! Jonathan… We know him. He has everything—power, money, connections. Her future would be secure with him. How long do you want her to suffer alone?"
Patrick exhaled slowly. He knew his wife was acting out of love. She had watched Joanne struggle for years, and she wasn't wrong to want her to have someone reliable by her side. But that didn't excuse her meddling.