Chapter 204 Pride
"Not much." Ophe looked at Finnegan and tried to figure out the meaning behind his question.
"Why are you suddenly asking about this?" It was the first time Finnegan had actively asked about Seraphina since they got together.
Ophe's heart felt complicated when Seraphina was mentioned.
"It's just casual questions," Finnegan advised. "Try to have less contact with her. Even if you've been friends for over twenty years, if her character is not good, there's no need to keep in touch."
In the past, Finnegan would have guessed that the two women had a close relationship, and he wouldn't have spoken so directly.
Now, Seraphina's sending of photos clearly showed her hostility toward Ophe, and as her husband, Finnegan naturally had to defend Ophe.
Ophe nodded. "I have a sense of measure."
Soon, the two arrived at Abbott's Family's old residence.
Finnegan led Ophe into the house, and Old Abbott descended from the staircases, saying, "Ophe is here. I missed you so much."
Old Abbott really loved Ophe, and upon seeing her, she had a big smile on her face.
Ophe greeted her with a smile, saying, "Granny."
Celia was also present. Upon hearing the noise, she returned from the garden with a gloomy face. She cleared her throat to make her presence known.
However, Ophe and Old Abbott chatted and laughed as if they hadn't noticed Celia at all.
Old Abbott praised Ophe, saying, "You gained some weight, and you look even better. Girls should have a little extra weight; being too thin is not attractive."
Ophe laughed and replied, "Yes, I've been eating a bit more recently and gained some weight."
Finnegan also ignored Celia, who was sitting across from Old Abbott and accompanying them. He conveniently peeled an orange and handed it to Ophe while she was chatting.
Ophe was pregnant and needed to eat more fruit.
Celia, being ignored like this, coughed a few times, but still no one paid any attention to her.
Seeing her son peeling an orange and cutting an apple for Ophe, her expression became even worse.
'Is my son serving her like this at home?' She brooded.
Celia couldn't bear it anymore. She walked over and deliberately sat next to Ophe, coughing again. Before she could say anything, Finnegan said, “Celia, if you have a cold, sit further away from Ophe and Granny. They both have weak immune systems, don't infect them."
Celia was speechless.
"Little Finnegan, are you treating your mom like this now?" Celia coldly said, "Your wife came in and didn't even say hello to me. I am the elder; doesn't she even know how to respect the elders? What kind of statement was this?"
Finnegan told Ophe to refrain from responding to anything when they encountered this situation together.
Finnegan naturally peeled another piece of apple for Ophe and said, "How should she greet you? Should she call you Aunt or Mom? If she calls you Aunt, she's afraid it would anger you. If she calls you Mom, she'd have to bear the price as well."
Celia was once again infuriated. "You are becoming more and more biased toward her."
Old Abbott and Ophe sat side by side, and they just looked at Celia.
Finnegan calmly stated, "Ophe is now my wife, and together we have formed a new family."
Celia remained silent and angrily went upstairs. She didn't want to target Ophe too harshly in front of Finnegan.
After Celia left, Old Abbott asked, "Is your mother going through menopause?"
It made Ophe burst into laughter.
Finnegan smirked and said, "Granny, have an apple."
Old Abbott, with a serious expression, said, "As people age, they are more prone to menopause. Recently, your mother has been a bit off, with a short temper. You should pay more attention to her. I haven't even developed Alzheimer's, but your mother has menopause first."
Ophe glanced at Finnegan. Sometimes, Old Abbott, who had Alzheimer's, said particularly funny things.
Celia stayed upstairs, expecting someone to come and persuade her, coax her, or give her a way out. However, when dinner came, Jude had returned, but no one came upstairs to invite her.
Celia stood on the balcony and glanced downstairs. She saw Ophe and the others sitting in the dining room, laughing and talking, which made her even more angry.
Celia grumbled, "Even Jude betrayed me. They started eating without even thinking about calling me."
No one came to call her, and Celia felt embarrassed to go downstairs and join them for the meal.
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