Planning My Ex-Husband's Wedding
We both suddenly turned, and I stood up as we faced Cecilia Wilson, my ex-mother-in-law.
She looked almost like she did five years ago, except that she looked more arrogant and proud this time.
"Are you the designer for the wedding?", she asked as she looked at me from beneath her nose.
With a strong and confident expression, I opened my mouth to greet her.
"Yes, Mrs Cecilia. I am the CEO of Lily's designing-"
She raised her hands to silence me.
"Where are your designs?", she asked, barely sparing me a glance. "This is the wedding of my only son, so I will not accept anything less than perfection."
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